Wolf Hearts Panther (Heartland Shifters Book 3) by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2019-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

18

GRIFFIN

I wake with the sun, which is unusual for me, but I went to bed with a melody in my head. And it obviously percolated into much more because my brain got me up bright and early to go work on a song. I sit in the small hall closet I set up as my studio when I was a teenager, and I belt out the lyrics to a song about secrets, why people keep them, and why sometimes they should be kept.

I’m thinking about Mandy and how she must have felt when she found out she was pregnant after I’d kicked her to the curb without a backward glance. I tell her story. The one I didn’t want to see. The one I couldn’t see.

And then I work on a song about my story. A man who was too blind to see the best thing he’d ever held in his hand. I give the man hope, though. We all deserve a little of that.

The doorbell startles me, and I jump up to answer the door. It’s Mandy with Daniel, who leans against his mother’s leg, making me think he’s a little nervous. I want to tell him that I’m nervous too, but after reading a parenting book last night on my phone, I know that I’ve got to be brave for the kid. Like animals, kids can sense fear.

“Morning,” she says with a forced smile. I get it. She’s leaving her son with someone she thinks is the devil.

“Good morning.” I say with a big smile and open the door wide for them to come in.

I notice Daniel’s got a big bag. “What have you got there, bud?”

“My trucks and stuff.” The happy kid I saw yesterday is in hiding, and I think he needs some time to warm up to me again.

“Cool. You’ll have to show them to me. Any chance you’ve got a backhoe?”

Daniel gives me a hint of a smile. “Yep. I’ve got a dump truck, a cherry picker, and a front end loader too. He holds up a hand to his mouth as if he’s telling me a secret. “Mommy can’t tell the difference between the backhoe and the front end loader.”

Mandy chuckles in surprise and winks at me. “They’re kind of confusing.”

“They can be,” I say as seriously as I can. I gesture to the living room, which I cleaned as best as I could. “Come in and make yourself at home.”

Daniel walks into the room and gazes around all around at the walls and furniture.

“He’s had breakfast, eggs and toast.” She hands me a list. “I’ve written down all the foods he doesn’t like and the foods that give him an upset stomach. I’ve also listed all the TV programs he’s allowed to watch. No more than an hour a day, so use that wisely.”

I look at the list she hands me. It’s long. She adds, “I’ve also written down my phone number, which you should already have, the diner in case it’s an emergency, Maria, who is my neighbor and his usual babysitter, and his doctor’s number.

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