Whisper's Edge by Luann McLane - Cricket Creek 04 - Whisper's Edge

Whisper's Edge by Luann McLane - Cricket Creek 04 - Whisper's Edge

Author:Luann McLane - Cricket Creek 04 - Whisper's Edge [McLane, Luann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780451415578
Google: ULrwG79FdMUC
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Publisher: Signet
Published: 2013-01-01T05:00:00+00:00


16

Cowboy Up

TRISTAN ENJOYED THE FRESH SCENT OF THE SUMMER breeze as he made his way toward Sully’s Tavern for his meeting with Mitch Monroe. He was glad that he’d decided to walk instead of driving to the tavern. After sitting all day long going over graphs and crunching numbers, it felt good to stretch his legs. Since the meeting was at Sully’s Tristan had opted to wear his favorite pair of Lucky Brand jeans and a Western-cut plaid shirt, hoping to make the statement to Mitch Monroe that he fit in with the locals.

The flags were up at the Cricket Creek baseball stadium, indicating an evening ball game, and Tristan made a mental note to take in an outing sometime soon. Back home he’d lived near Cincinnati’s Great American Ballpark, and although he hadn’t had time to go to many games, he found himself missing the atmosphere of a baseball park.

Tristan grinned, remembering going to Cincinnati Reds games with his mother. Tristan had been such a bookworm that his mom decided they needed to attend sporting events in order to make him a more well-rounded kid. Although she didn’t say so, Tristan also knew now that it was her way of getting him to go to “guy” things, and since he didn’t have a father figure in his life, it was up to her to include sports in their lives. She’d boned up on her sports knowledge and attending baseball and football games had become a favorite way to spend time together.

Tristan sighed as the aroma of hot dogs and popcorn drifted his way. Maggie McMillan had been quite the vocal spectator, cheering on her favorite players and sometimes riding the umpires after a bad call. Tristan had been more comfortable cracking peanut shells and keeping score. He’d sometimes wondered if he’d inherited his unknown father’s personality. Coincidentally, his mother’s upbeat demeanor was nothing like her surly father’s disposition, making Tristan sometimes wonder what his grandmother had been like. And what kind of woman abandoned her husband and child? Tristan was the kind of person who demanded answers and these unanswered questions often bothered him. Something didn’t add up.

In his line of work Tristan had learned that human nature was difficult to predict but that the answers were always lurking there somewhere if you dug deep enough. He was convinced that his grandfather knew exactly why his young wife left, and although Tristan thought that his mother deserved to know, he also feared that the answers could be harder to live with than remaining in the dark. He was also pretty sure he could track down Miranda McMillan but unless his mother was on board with it, Tristan would leave well enough alone. But Tristan had trouble even broaching the topic with his mother. The few times he’d brought up the subject the usual light in her eyes would dim, and as much as Tristan wanted answers it wasn’t worth seeing his mother troubled or unhappy.

Tristan sat down on a



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