I Run to You
step inside and ruffle Levi’s
hair, the two of them exchanging an affectionate greeting. Coy had
to smile inwardly at the Kentucky born but upper class, Max. Since
he had taken time off from sports reporting and moved in his own
house on the lake, the man’s suave and urbane look was replaced by
the writer/ photographer casualness. It was not that Max didn’t
still have taste and panache. Lately he was all ratty jeans and
T-shirts, or denim shirts—instead of Armani suits.
    The women in the family compared him to
Johnny Depp. Madeline likened his looks to a young Clark Gable. He
certainly had something that though a Coburn in height and sinew,
the dimples in his cheeks, those violet eyes were unique to only
Madeline and Brook. Coy understood he’d had several affairs since
coming to town, and somehow managed to keep all the women as
friends.
    The lucky bastard.
    “Coffee?”
    Max took one the stools. “Thanks. Yes.”
    Coy turned and procured the mug and poured it
full, wincing as Levi apparently took a seat beside him and
informed Max how unfair it was that they weren’t invited to Uncle
Mitch’s this time.
    Turning, Coy met those black rimmed violet
eyes as he set down the mug.
    Taking a sip, Max murmured, “Maybe I can talk
your dad into letting you come with me.”
    “Oh. Boy—”
    “You need to feed Ralph.” Coy looked at his
son. “And make sure his water bowl is full.”
    “Yeah. Okay.” Levi raised his brows. “Can
I—”
    “Feed the pup and let me talk with Max a
little.”
    Levi sighed but jumped down and went through
the house to the back deck where the dog food was stored
    As he got out of earshot, Coy murmured to
Max, “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
    Max stared at him. “Levi’s a great kid, and
the past has nothing to do with him. It is why I stopped by anyway,
to ask if I could take him. He likes playing with Jett and the
others. Let’s be honest, the situation—as much as it’s complicated—
is not something he’s going to understand.”
    “I think that…hell, I know, she would never
show any negativity towards Levi—but I have to consider it.”
    “She’ll see him eventually, Coy.”
    “Yeah. Well. It’s also that I don’t want to—I
don’t want to seem like I’m insensitive.”
    “That would imply— you think she hasn’t
gotten over something that happened in high school.”
    Coy murmured on a breath, “I really hope she
has. But I don’t underestimate the impact, either.”
    Max took another sip and let the cup rest
against his palms. He was staring at Coy in a half-brooding way.
“You and the family all drew together during Karla’s trying to pull
the puppet strings. Everyone supported you. We have all loved Levi
from the get go. It is understandable that Madeline took
longer—”
    “—Yes. I never thought she was unfair in
keeping that wall between us for as long as she did. You and I had
our strained moments.”
    Max nodded. “But Madeline is a loving person,
and just as she loves Levi, she found her way of caring for you
too. Coy. Brook is not so different from that. No matter what she
feels about you—or Karla—she’d never hold it against, or show it,
to an innocent kid.”
    “I believe that.”
    God just saying her name, talking about her,
his stomach was all tensed up.
    Max sat back. “You and Brook are going to run
into each other too.”
    “I know that. But this is her reunion with
the family. It doesn’t matter how long it’s been—I don’t want to
look like the ass here.”
    “Fair enough. But, let me take Levi. If I
don’t, he will have his feelings hurt. He will not understand no
matter what excuse you give him. He’s used to the family getting
together and him being there.”
    Coy looked up and sighed. “All right.” He
glanced down at Max then. “But if she looks freaked out or if
anything is off—”
    “I will. I am sure my sister is cool enough
to take it for what it is. A good kid, someone in
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