if to walk out of the barn. Then he swung back and reached for her. Before she could protest heâd pulled her into his arms and brought his mouth down on hers. It was a hard kiss, a kiss filled with frustration. There was no tenderness, only heat and confusion. It was over before she could respond.
He left the barn without looking back. Heart pounding, she pressed her fingers to her mouth. She still loved him with every fiber of her being. And he still loved her. But as sheâd learned five years ago, love wasnât enough.
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3
C ADE WASN â T A fan of hospitals, especially this one. His mother had died here when he was barely thirteen, before heâd had a firm grasp on the concept of cancer. Years later heâd concluded that the actual cause of death had been hopelessness. But that wasnât a medical term, so cancer had been listed instead.
Coming back here took some white-knuckled determination on his part, but Rosie lay in one of these rooms, so that meant he had to slay his dragons. Everyone he met on his way to her room was wonderful. It wasnât their fault that he dreaded walking these halls with his motherâs ghost at his side.
When he came into the room, the sight was terrifyingly familiar. Rosie appeared to be asleep in that sterile white bed, and she was hooked up to a bunch of monitors. Herb rose from a chair and came over to enfold him in a fierce, silent hug. The guy was more bony and fragile than Cade remembered.
For the first time he realized that these people who had been the seawall standing between him and drowning were now vulnerable and in need of protection. That thought focused him more than any other. He could do this.
Herb released him and motioned for them to go into the hall. âSheâs finally asleep,â he murmured. âIâd hate to wake her up, although sheâll be excited to see you. Did Lexi call you?â
âShe did.â
Herb nodded. âNot surprised. Sheâs good that way. You sure didnât waste any time getting here.â
âI started out right after she called.â
âYour boss is okay with you taking time off?â
âI quit.â Technically heâd been fired, but better not to get into the full story right now.
âNot because of this, I hope.â
âNo, no. I was headed over to another possible job when Lexi called. Itâs fine, Dad. I can stay as long as you need me.â
Emotion welled in Herbâs gray eyes, and he glanced away in obvious embarrassment. âThatâs...thatâs mighty nice to hear. But weâll be okay.â He cleared his throat and bravely met Cadeâs gaze. âJust a little bump in the road.â
âOf course it is. I never thought anything different. But since I was between jobs, I figured Iâd come on up for a visit.â
âIâm real glad you did. Itâs good to see you, son.â He turned back toward the room where Rosie continued to sleep. âI should get back in there. I donât like leaving her alone in case one of those monitors does something funky. But if you drove all night, you must need food or at least a cup of coffee.â
âJust coffee. Can I bring you some?â
âSure. Thatâd be great.â He reached in his hip pocket for his wallet.
âPut your money away. Coffeeâs on me. But listen, I wanted to ask something.â
âWhatâs that?â
âWhat are those three extra horses doing in the barn?â
Herb looked startled. âHow do you know about that?â
âI have a horse now, and I had to drop him off when I got to Thunder Mountain.â
âOh.â Herb rubbed the gray stubble on his chin. He was only five years older than when Cade had seen him last, but he appeared to have aged considerably more than that. âRosie and I figured we shouldnât let the space sit idle.â
Cade smiled. âGetting a little bored
R. C. Farrington, Jason Farrington