In His Eyes. Gail Martin Gaymer

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СКАЧАТЬ in college had he succumbed so easily to Melanie? He’d been hurt by Ellene’s rejection. Rejection? The excuse sounded so weak. They’d promised to marry after he graduated from college—only a couple of years to wait. Ellene had been the only woman he’d really loved.

      Rejection was no excuse for his behavior. He’d gotten involved with Melanie on the rebound. She’d been attractive and more romantically experienced, and he’d thought…

      Connor listened to the sounds above him, longing for life to have taken a different turn. Would his life have been different if he’d controlled himself with Melanie? Could he have resolved the problem with Ellene and gotten back together?

      Though he’d tried, Connor couldn’t remember how he and Ellene had become friends, but they had. They had been raised differently. She’d been born into a family he’d never experienced. Her parents lived well, enjoying their Italian heritage. He could picture the lovely home surrounded by flowers and trees. Her mother, always neatly dressed, wore jewelry and perfume. She attended social functions and volunteered at one of the charity foundations, while her father ran the family business. They had money and luxuries. Their family gatherings were loud and full of food and love.

      His own family struggled to make ends meet. His mom worked behind the counter at a dollar store, and his dad worked in a small factory, coming home with grime beneath his fingernails and smelling of cigarette smoke.

      Another noise from above caused Connor to turn and look up. Enough of wondering what was happening with Caitlin and Ellene. He strode across the room and up the staircase.

      The second story reminded him why Ellene had come to the cabin. The upper floor held two small rooms with limited closet space, hardly a place for a young girl to feel at home. Caitlin had the larger room, but the smaller one had become a storage area with boxes and unused furniture that needed to be tossed out. Connor longed to make one lovely room for Caitlin with space to spare.

      He strode past the smaller room and stood outside Caitlin’s door. “So how’s it going?” he asked as he stepped inside.

      Ellene was sitting on the corner of the bed while Caitlin stood in the middle of the room, pointing toward the closet.

      “Are you telling Ellene what you want up here?”

      “I don’t want anything. I told you.” Her piercing voice was followed by the sweep of her hand across a night table. The contents clattered to the floor. “You never listen to me. I’m telling her what the other girl wants.”

      “What other girl?” he asked.

      The child’s face darkened to crimson as she shook her finger at him. “The girl Ellene said who’ll live in this house.”

      “That’s enough, Caitlin.” Connor struggled to keep his voice calm. He stepped forward, catching her by the arm and drawing her to his side. “I’m sorry. I forgot, but you can’t be rude like this.”

      Ellene rose from the bed and edged toward the door, looking uneasy. “I’ll be downstairs.”

      He returned his attention to Caitlin, embarrassed that Ellene had to see his daughter’s worst behavior. He closed his eyes a minute to gather his thoughts. “I can’t let you treat an adult this way, Caitlin. If I were mean to you then I might deserve this, but I love you, and I only want the best for you.”

      Her belligerent look faded as tears pooled in her eyes and she reached up for him to lift her into his arms. She tilted her head forward and rested her chin on his shoulder, tears flowing onto his shirt. His chest heaved with sadness as he cuddled his daughter. Lately she’d changed from a shy, quiet child to a withdrawn, angry one.

      Connor held Caitlin in his arms, smelling the lemony scent of her shampoo mingled with the chocolate aroma on her breath. After she quieted he settled her on the bed and stood beside her, caressing her hair while his vision blurred from the moisture in his own eyes.

      What could he do? He wanted to invest in a new business—his own business—and he couldn’t do that without more financing. His house in the Detroit suburbs would bring a good price and help start his business and still pay for renovations on the cottage. He’d do anything to make Caitlin content, but he didn’t think the house or cabin had anything to do with it. Caitlin needed attention. She needed love, and he couldn’t seem to give her enough of either.

      “I want you to stay here until you feel like being more friendly. Ellene is here on business, and I have to talk with her.”

      Caitlin didn’t respond. He shook his head and turned to the stairs.

      “What kind of business?”

      Her soft voice surprised him, and he turned toward her. “She’s a building contractor.”

      “What’s that?” She rolled over to face him.

      Connor’s chest tightened seeing her confused face. “She’s a person who helps remodel a business or a house. She helps people decide which rooms to add or how to change them.”

      Caitlin frowned. “But she seems like your friend.”

      “I’ve known her and her father for many years.”

      “She has a daddy, too?”

      “Yes. Mr. Bordini.”

      “And a mommy?”

      A lump caught in Connor’s throat. “Yes.”

      “I thought so.”

      Fighting a lump in his throat, Connor could only nod.

      Caitlin rolled back to face the wall.

      “I’ll talk to you later, sweetheart,” he said, heading once again for the staircase.

      “I know. You got business,” she mumbled.

      Business. Yes, he had business with Ellene, but the word seemed so incompatible with the deeper relationship they’d once had. Seeing her now brought back those old unpleasant feelings. No surprise, really. Their parting had been shocking to him. He wondered if she’d ever realized how devastated he’d been. It hadn’t been what he’d wanted, but pride and stubbornness had stopped him from begging her to take back the ring. He’d walked away.

      Things happen for a reason, and later he’d realized the breakup had probably been for the best. Since Connor hadn’t been a strong Christian then, he’d feared he could never meet her parents’ expectations or make Ellene happy. Their relationship, he worried, would have brought heartache for everyone.

      At the bottom of the stairs, Connor drew in a lengthy breath, then stepped into the room.

      Ellene stood by the doorway, looking through the window into the porch.

      “Today isn’t a good day for Caitlin.”

      When he spoke, she turned to face him. “It’s probably because I’m here.” She lifted a finger and drew it around a lock of hair.

      “It’s not that.” He wanted to explain, but he didn’t have the answer himself. It was so many things.

      She seemed to wait, and when he didn’t СКАЧАТЬ