Nothing but Trouble by Susan May Warren

Author:Susan May Warren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Romance, FICTION / General
ISBN: 9781496408808
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2009-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

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“It must be hard for him, with his mother gone all the time.”

Maxine Hudson’s words echoed in PJ’s thoughts as she leaned against Davy’s doorframe, watching the little guy sleep. He lay on his back, one leg up, the other crossed over it, as if sleep swept in and froze him midmovement. His dark hair fell over his eyes, his lips were slightly askew, and inside that brain she hoped he was dreaming of the sand castle they’d made today.

She still had sand lodged between her toes, and the burn on her shoulders had started to smart, but she had waged a sound rescue of their afternoon, obliterating the image of the goat from his mind, at least briefly.

After lunch at Sunsets she’d packed up Davy’s discarded scuba gear and, ignoring the beast in the backyard, trotted down to the beach for some afternoon sun. Instead of opening her beach chair, she’d hunkered down in the sand with Davy.

She couldn’t believe it when Maxine showed up to survey their work, along with a small crowd of admirers, other mothers out with their youngsters.

“You’ve quite a talent.” Maxine dropped down beside her. “You should take it on the road.”

“Just one of my many skills,” PJ said as Davy joined Daniel and Felicia running back and forth into the lake, dragging up globules of sand, plopping them onto the pile, laughing.

“Look at me, Auntie PJ!” Davy screamed, erupting in a sweet high laugh with an explosion of giggles. A wave from a nearby speedboat splashed onto his ankles.

His joy ignited explosions of warmth in her chest.

“Trudi tells me that you and she used to be best friends,” Maxine said, lathering sunscreen onto her smooth, dark skin. She wore a lemon yellow one-piece with matching flip-flops and lay back onto a light blue beach mat. She looked like an ad for a beachcomber magazine.

PJ tried to ignore the dry, gritty sand that layered her up to her thighs, the fact that she wore a shapeless muscle shirt cut off at the waist over her swim top and a pair of faded men’s swim trunks. They were here to have fun, not look good.

But she hoped that Boone didn’t happen by.

Why, oh why, did her thoughts always return to Boone the minute her feet touched sand? Did she not remember their last dangerous conversation?

Yes. Painfully well.

She nodded to Maxine’s comment, digging a moat around their castle. “I left town right after high school, but we’ve caught up in the last week.” PJ peered at her through her sunglasses. “I take it you’re not from around here?”

“We moved to Kellogg about six years ago. I work at the Hennepin County hospital as a trauma nurse.”

Ah. That would explain her calm demeanor and bent toward psychology. PJ’s gaze darted toward Maxine’s left hand as she shaped the bottom of the sand pile. Davy ran up and dumped more sand on top. “Is your husband a doctor?”

Maxine smiled, and it seemed just cryptic enough to spark curiosity.

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