The Road to Bayou Bridge. Liz Talley

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      “Um, after getting a whiff of that diaper, not really.”

      “He has a sitter who comes most days, and we work every day. Crime doesn’t take a break, so neither can we. Got an interview with a woman who may have witnessed an abduction and murder. She’s off tomorrow so we’re on the case.”

      “You see why I love her?” Nate smiled at his brother.

      “She was made for you,” Darby said, heading to the front door. For some reason those words conjured up the image of Renny. Made for him. How many times had he told her that, whispering it into her ear as they made out in the back of his truck? Plenty.

      But that was then and this was now. He was a different person, so Renny wasn’t made for him any more than Lily Bamburg had been made for Nate. Those had been the thoughts of an irresponsible boy. The hopes of a naive bayou girl. The dreams of two eighteen-year-olds who didn’t know the way the world worked. That dream was gone, cold ashes on a grate.

      But as Darby pushed out the front door into the cloak of the Louisiana night, sticky even in September, he knew he lied to himself.

      Because there was a spark smoldering beneath those ashes, awaiting a slight stirring, and Darby knew he needed to stay away from them.

      Needed to stay away from Renny or he’d be sucked into his past. And that might leave little room for the future he wanted.

      Far away from Beau Soleil.