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not to think about what was in all of it, and simply enjoyed being with his family. He promised himself to make time for each of them individually.
    It seemed like a tall order, given that there were five others around the table, but it would be worth it. No more regrets. Tiffany now was every bit his sister as any other sibling, and he knew almost nothing about her except that she'd somehow pulled his youngest brother out of a major funk. Jake had possibly even been clinically depressed before she came along. Guilt stabbed at Brayden. That was the type of thing he should have known about his own family.
    Everyone else laughed, and Brayden joined in, not caring what it was about. No more guilt, and no more regrets.
    The plates emptied, but no one got up. Usually, Brayden would get up and get back home as soon as dinner was over. He kept his butt planted in the chair and joined in on the conversation. He noticed his parents seemed happier.
    Had he managed to be just as absent the last year since moving back as he'd been in Dallas? It was really time for change.
    Brayden cleared his throat. "I've started looking at buildings for the urgent care clinic."
    "You have?" His mother beamed. "Have you found anything?"
    "Not yet. It's hard to imagine turning any of these buildings into a medical center. I just don't have enough creativity for it. Though I'm considering construction. I think the old hardware store has potential."
    "You would turn that into a hospital?" his dad asked, looking disappointed.
    Brayden squirmed. "It's one possibility. There are others. Why?"
    His dad looked thoughtful. "When I was a boy, your grandpa and I would go into the Anderson's hardware store every week. Every time I pass it, I remember those days."
    "Well, there's always the old elementary school or the theater. There are other buildings I haven't even considered yet."
    "You know what, Son?" His dad looked Brayden square in the eyes. "Now that I think about it, I'd rather have you rebuild the hardware store than someone else."
    Brayden smiled. "And you know what, Dad? If I do decide on the hardware store, I'll let you take anything you want from it so you can always have a piece of it. Perhaps a memento to hang on a wall in the shop or maybe out in your shed."
    "Or the garage."
    "Heck, Dad," Cruz said, "You could probably take a piece for each place."
    "I like the way you boys think."
    Cruz winked at Brayden.
    They all discussed the potential of turning the hardware store into an urgent care clinic for a while. Then Tiffany turned to Brayden. "Do you have any investors or partners? You said it would take more than you had in savings, right?"
    Brayden nodded. "I've been able to add to my savings a little, but not nearly enough. I'm working on a few doctors at the hospital. There are a few forward-thinkers that I think would really do great at leading this up with me."

Six
     
    Lana kissed Nolan's forehead followed by Ryder's, and then left the bedroom, closing the door quietly so as not to wake either of them. She gave Cora an exasperated expression. "I don't know how you do that every night."
    "They sure hate going to sleep." Cora laughed. "But once they do, they're sound sleepers. Thank God for that. Want to hit the beach? I heard there's a concert tonight."
    "Isn't there one every night?" Lana asked.
    "Seems like it. What do you say?"
    Lana turned to her parents who lounged on the couch watching a comedy. "Mind if we take off? Cora promises the boys will stay asleep."
    Laughing, Cora shoved Lana. "Thanks."
    "How are you feeling?" Their father asked, staring at Lana.
    "Great. My heart hasn't given me a bit of trouble, even chasing after those two crazy kids."
    He raised an eyebrow.
    "Dad, come on. We're just going to walk around the beach. It's not like we're going to party and get drunk. That's not our scene."
    "Anymore." Cora elbowed Lana.
    "You're not helping," Lana said. "Dad, really, I'm fine. I even have the doctor's personal line, remember?