A Gift of Family. Mia Ross

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      Seth gave the cat a mock bow. “I’m honored, your highness.”

      Calmer now, Cleo dropped to the floor and sashayed over to the couch. Using it as a springboard, she jumped into the wide greenhouse window, settling on a carpeted perch among the potted herbs and flowers. She squirmed around a little, trying to find just the right position. Once she was satisfied, she surveyed the view below with what Seth could only describe as arrogance.

      Perfect, he mused with another grin. The cat thought she owned the entire town. It didn’t escape him that in the three days he’d been in Harland, he’d smiled more than he had in the past two years.

      “That’s quite a roommate you’ve got there,” he said as he joined Lisa at the kitchen counter.

      She pulled a ceramic bowl from the fridge. Covered in multicolored paw prints, Cleo’s name was written across it in flowing script. Lisa set it on the floor, and Cleo came sauntering over for a snack.

      “She’s the best,” Lisa commented as she ruffled the cat’s long fur. “Warm and cuddly, and she’s always happy to see me.”

      In the confession, he heard that Lisa had been lonely before she took in the stray kitten. There was something seriously wrong with this bright, engaging woman ever feeling that way. Since it wasn’t his place to say anything like that, Seth followed his father’s often-repeated advice for dealing with women. He kept his mouth shut.

      Noticing a stack of travel folders on the counter, he motioned toward the colorful brochures. “Going somewhere?”

      “Europe. I’m using some of the money my dad left me to book a nice, long tour in the spring,” she explained with an excited-little-girl smile. “I can’t wait.”

      “Have you decided where to go?”

      “Not yet.”

      Leaning over, he fanned through the splashy catalogs and pulled out one called Exploring the Emerald Isle. “You’d like Ireland. It’s wild and beautiful, and the people are real friendly.”

      “You’ve been there?”

      “I’ve been to all those places.”

      Leaning on the counter, she looked up at him. “It sounds like you didn’t enjoy them much.”

      Unwilling to dampen her enthusiasm, he didn’t say anything. Unfortunately, she read him like a big, open book. The kind with lots of pictures.

      Staring at him, she looked totally appalled. “I can’t believe anyone blessed enough to visit all these fascinating countries would regret doing it.”

      Since he couldn’t begin to explain it to her, he settled on something vague. “Traveling gets old after a while.”

      “I’ve been to Charlotte, and I went to Chicago once to visit my big sister before she and her kids moved back here. I’ve always wanted to see some of the world, maybe even live in Europe for a while. Whenever I mention it to anybody, they just pat my head and say ‘that’s nice, honey.’ I really hate that,” she added, tilting up her nose in disdain.

      “I can see why.”

      She rewarded him with an approving smile. “Thank you.”

      After that, they chatted some more about arts and crafts while Lisa tidied up. Seth kept waiting for her to ask about his wreck of a shoulder, but she didn’t. While she rummaged around in the single closet and found him a dark blue T-shirt to wear, he expected her to mention what she’d seen.

      Instead, she said, “That’s the biggest shirt I’ve got, but I think it’ll work. You can change in the bathroom, and then we should get you back to the diner. Ruthy will be worried sick when she hears you were the one who rescued Pastor Charles.”

      Seth’s stomach plunged to the floor. “Nobody knows it was me.”

      “Trust me,” Lisa told him with a grin. “Everybody knows it was you. That means Ruthy does, or she will soon. You need to show her you’re okay.”

      It hadn’t even occurred to him that his aunt would be worried about him. Feeling awkward and stupid, he stared down at the T-shirt in his hands.

      “Seth?”

      Out of pure, stubborn pride, he lifted his head and met those beautiful blue eyes.

      “I don’t know what’s in your past,” she continued, “and you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But you’re here now, and you’re safe. Nobody in Harland means you any harm, least of all me. Now, go change your shirt and we’ll walk back to the diner together. Okay?”

      Her compassion drove that stupid feeling back a few steps, and he nodded. “Thanks.”

      He went into the bathroom and shut the door. He’d just pulled the borrowed shirt on when he felt his phone buzzing in the pocket of his jeans.

      Pulling it out, he read the caller ID before clicking it on. “Hey, Aunt Ruth.”

      “Where are you?” she demanded in an echoing whisper.

      “Lisa’s. You sound like you’re in the storeroom,” he teased.

      “That’s because I am.”

      “Why?”

      “Don’t come back here,” she warned. “Folks are piling up in the diner, waiting to get a look at the town hero.”

      Suddenly, the situation wasn’t so funny. The blind panic he’d felt earlier returned almost full force, and his pulse shot into hummingbird range. There was no reason for that, Seth chided himself.

      You’re here now, and you’re safe.

      Lisa’s reassurance echoed in his mind, soothing his nerves.

      “Lisa’s on her way back there. I don’t think I should hang out at her place without her.”

      “Come in the back gate,” his aunt suggested. “Then stay up in your room. Once the hoopla settles, I’ll take you home with me and make you a proper meal.”

      The thought of being trapped upstairs made Seth’s skin crawl, but going to her house might actually be worse. Nice as it was, the chances of running into more Bentons were almost a hundred percent. After the emotional beating he’d taken today, Seth wasn’t up to trading small talk with one of his happy, successful cousins.

      So he chose the better of his two very unappealing options. “I’m kinda tired, so I think I’ll just stay in my room.”

      “Sethy, are you okay?” she pressed. “The truth, now.”

      He bit back a groan. The childish nickname emphasized just how worried she was about him.

      “I’m fine.” Nudging the door open a crack, he peered out to find Lisa waiting by the front door. “Lisa’s ready to go, so I’m on my way.”

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