Look-Alike Lawman by Glynna Kaye

Author:Glynna Kaye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2012-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“I wish Officer Grayson would come again.”

Lower lip protruding, Cory crawled into his bed on Tuesday night. Elise sat down on the edge of it, pulling the sheet up to tuck him in. She’d let him stay up later to study the moon from the deck for his science assignment. There were few stars visible with the city’s soft glow illuminating the nighttime sky. It was so different from Canyon Springs, an official Dark Sky City where the Milky Way plainly swept across the heavens.

“He’s a busy man.” She flinched inwardly at placing the blame for Grayson’s absence on him, not on her own determination to keep him at arm’s length.

“Can we invite him to supper again? I want to show him my math papers.”

“He doesn’t live close by.” She gently brushed back his hair.

“But maybe he’d come if you told him about the As. He might want to see them.”

He probably would. Grayson seemed to take an interest in whatever her son did, always giving him his undivided attention. He’d come running Sunday night when Cory called after the break-in. But didn’t the fact that Cory had already gotten attached to him justify her decision to keep the two apart?

“Please, Mom? Can I call and tell him about my As? He says if I want to be a policeman I have to get good grades.”

She wished Grayson wouldn’t indulge that line of thinking. Didn’t accountants need good grades, too? And dentists? “Like I said, he’s a busy man.”

“That’s what you always say.” He turned over and gave his pillow a vicious punch. Kept his back turned to her.

It had been a mistake to ask Cory’s cop for help in the first place. What if Cory figured out that Gray coming into their lives had been a direct consequence of misbehavior at school and he decided to act up again? According to Miss Gilbert, there had been pushing and shoving on the playground this morning, but nothing major like the last time.

She placed her hand on her son’s shoulder, but he shook it off, mumbling something into his pillow.

“I can’t hear you, Cory.”

He jerked the covers over his head.

“Cory.” She hated when he got like this.

Abruptly he sat up in bed, his lower lip trembling. “I don’t know why you don’t like him, Mom. He’s nice. I think he likes us.”

“It’s not that I don’t like him, sweetheart.” Her breath caught as she again recalled that almost-kiss. “I think he’s nice, too. And yes, I think he likes us.”

“Then why can’t he come back? Billie Jean says he’s sweet on you. Why can’t you be sweet on him, too?”

She’d have to have a chat with her downstairs neighbor. “Honey, he came here to see you because he likes you.”

“Doesn’t he like me anymore?”

She was digging herself in deeper by the second.

“Of course he still likes you, but he—” He what? He’d taken her unsubtle hint that she didn’t want him coming around anymore? That she didn’t intend

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