Found: One Baby. Cathy Thacker Gillen

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      “He’s a Garner.” And that, Thad thought, should mean something.

      Russell scoffed. “What would I do with a kid? I don’t have a home and I don’t want one.”

      Every fiber of Thad’s being told him it would be a mistake just to walk away. Anger rising, he said, “You can’t just stand by and do nothing while this child you had a hand in creating is abandoned.”

      “Sure I can,” Russell replied. “And you know why? Because it would be best. The kid doesn’t need a father like the one we had. And that’s what I am. However, if you think you can do better, if you want to jump in, Thad, be my guest. Just leave me out of it.”

      The connection ended with a decisive click.

      Thad locked gazes with Michelle, not sure whether he was sorry or glad she had heard all that. He swore. “What a mess.”

      YES, MICHELLE THOUGHT. It was one heck of a mess.

      Deciding it was time to try again, she carried the sleeping William over to the elaborately lined Moses basket, and set him down gently on his back. She tucked a blanket around him to keep him warm. Relieved he still appeared to be asleep, at least for the moment, she walked over to the window where Thad was standing. “I’m not sure I should be involved in this situation.”

      Thad looked surprised, then confused. “You’re a lawyer.”

      Her pulse picked up as she pointed out, “I’m not your lawyer.”

      Thad tilted his head. “You could be.”

      She kept her expression impassive. “This is a family-law case.”

      He raised an eyebrow. “And you have a background in family law. A pretty good one, from what I’ve heard.”

      That was then, Michelle thought. This was now. And she knew better these days. She lifted her hands in a vague gesture of dissatisfaction and stepped away. “I did so much of it the first five years out of law school that I burned out on it. My current practice focuses on the needs of small business, wills and estate planning, real estate and consumer law. My law partner—Glenn York—does all the divorce, custody and adoption cases for our firm.”

      “I know his reputation. He’s very good.” Thad paused. He glanced over at the sleeping William, then back to Michelle. “I’d still prefer you handle it.”

      His was not an uncommon reaction. People with legal trouble often latched on to the first person who appeared able to help them out of it, without bothering to verify credentials or search out expertise in that specific area of the law. “You don’t even know me,” she said.

      “You’ve handled the situation well so far.”

      That wasn’t the only reason, Michelle decided. “You’re embarrassed by your brother’s attitude, aren’t you?”

      A muscle worked in Thad’s jaw. “Wouldn’t you be?”

      Michelle tried not to think how easy it was to be here with Thad like this. She shrugged. “I learned a long time ago not to judge people by the messes they get themselves into.” She had always been trained to look at both sides of every issue. “Besides, it sounds as if your brother was trying to do a good deed for someone. It just didn’t turn out the way he expected.”

      Thad sobered. “I hadn’t thought about it that way.”

      Michelle called upon even more of her law-school training. “Your brother may change his mind about the child.”

      Thad’s mouth took on a downward slant. “No. He won’t.”

      “How can you be so sure?”

      “Because of the way we grew up.” Thad’s mood turned reflective. “Our mom was really great—loving and fun, smart and kind—but she died from an aneurysm when Russell and I were in elementary school. We barely knew our dad—he was a geologist for an oil company. I’ve no doubt he loved us in his way, but he wasn’t interested in being a hands-on parent. Nevertheless, he left the project he was working on in South America and came back to Summit to take care of us.” He exhaled. “For the next ten years or so, he worked assignments around the state. When we hit our teens and were old enough to stay alone, he went back to the more exciting gigs in South and Central America. From that point on, until he died five years ago, we rarely saw him because he was just never home.”

      Michelle touched Thad’s arm gently. “That sounds lonely.”

      Thad glanced at her hand, then said, “Summit’s a closeknit community. We had a lot of people looking out for us. Plenty to eat. And the house across the street to live in.”

      But, Michelle speculated, not what he had obviously wanted most—a loving, emotionally engaged and interested parent on the premises.

      “What was your childhood like?” Thad asked, his rumbling drawl sending shivers over her skin.

      She figured she might as well be honest, too. “I grew up in a well-to-do suburban enclave of Dallas. I was an only child of two very loving but ambitious people.” She paused. “So let’s just say, for me, failure in any venue was not an option.”

      Thad chuckled sympathetically. “You’re giving me new appreciation for my laissez-faire teens.”

      Michelle sighed. The understanding look on his face soon had her confiding further in him. “Don’t get me wrong. I had plenty of attention and everything I needed to succeed. Including special tutors and private coaches when necessary.”

      Thad seemed to know instinctively there was more. “But…?”

      “There were times when I felt as if I had been born on a treadmill set at high speed with no way to get off.” Times when she had felt she would never please her folks no matter how much she accomplished. Michelle forced herself to go on. “My parents were both tenured university professors and department chairs. When they weren’t hovering over me, urging me to greater heights, they worked all the time.”

      William stirred and began to whimper again. She went over to pick him up before he began to wail in earnest. Soothing him with a cuddle and a kiss, Michelle walked back to Thad.

      “That sounds rough,” he said.

      Michelle nodded and handed the baby to him. “Too much so for my folks,” she admitted, watching with pleasure as William snuggled up to Thad every bit as easily as he had snuggled up to her. Then she frowned. “My mom and dad both died of stress-related illnesses a few years ago. Their health problems spurred me to reevaluate my own life. I decided I didn’t want to continue to live in the big city, so I began saving money and looking around for a place to live a quieter life.”

      “I know what you mean. I went to medical school and did my E.R. residency in Houston. By the time I’d finished, I’d had enough of rush-hour traffic and crowds. When there was an opening at the Summit hospital, I jumped at it.”

      William’s lashes shut. His breathing grew deep and even once again.

      “But we digress,” Michelle said.

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