A Chesapeake Shores Christmas. Sherryl Woods

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      For the next week Mick left the house before dawn and didn’t return until well after dusk. If he’d been able to think of a reason to leave town for business, he’d have been on the first flight out of Baltimore, but lately his out-of-state projects were all running smoothly under the direction of his second-in-command, Jaime Alvarez. Mick wouldn’t undermine Jaime by showing up unannounced. Besides, he had plenty of work nearby with his Habitat for Humanity projects to send him home exhausted at the end of the day.

      He’d been avoiding Megan’s calls, as well. He knew that sooner or later she was going to catch up with him and he’d have to tell her about Connor, but he wasn’t quite ready for that conversation.

      When he walked into the kitchen on Friday night and found both Abby and Nell sitting at the table, he knew his time for avoiding this latest mess was over.

      “Your dinner’s in the oven, probably all dried out,” Nell commented without a hint of apology. “Serves you right for not coming home on time and not calling.”

      “Sorry, Ma,” he said, then glanced at Abby and noted her sour expression. “Everything okay with you?”

      “I think you know it’s not,” she said icily.

      “You’ve spoken to your brother, then?” he said, resigned.

      Abby regarded him critically. “Dad, what were you thinking? You banished Connor. I know he’s stubborn and exasperating, but he’s family.”

      “Apparently he’s also a tattletale,” Mick said, though he knew that was hardly the point. “I didn’t expect him to go running to his big sister whining about it.”

      “What did you expect?” Nell inquired. “That he’d take this punishment of yours quietly? That’s not in his makeup. Surely you know him well enough to know that.”

      “I was hoping to shake him up,” Mick said with a shrug. “I wanted him to see how important my marriage to his mother is to me. I wanted him to accept it and get on board.”

      “Well, I’d say your approach backfired,” Nell said. “He’s angrier than ever.”

      “Does Mom know about this?” Abby asked.

      “Of course not,” Nell answered for him. She directed an accusing look his way as she plunked his reheated food in front of him. “Otherwise he wouldn’t be avoiding her calls.”

      “I’m not avoiding Megan,” he said, though of course he was. “I’ve been busy.”

      “Interesting that being overwhelmed with work hasn’t kept you from speaking to her half a dozen times a day for the past few months,” Nell noted. “Did you think she wouldn’t notice that you haven’t spoken all week? She’s been calling here for days now looking for answers. Did you expect me to lie for you?”

      Mick stared at his mother in dismay. “You didn’t tell her what’s going on, did you?”

      “It’s not up to me,” Nell replied. “You do your own dirty work.”

      “I’ll call her tonight,” he promised, cutting into the overcooked, dried-up piece of beef on his plate. Not even his mother’s excellent gravy could save it. He pushed the plate aside.

      “And say what?” Abby wanted to know. “Are you going to tell her about Connor?”

      “For all I know he’s blabbed to her himself,” he grumbled.

      “If he were speaking to her, he might have, but I doubt he broke silence to fill her in on this,” Abby said. “Dad, you need to fix this before Mom finds out. If she hears about you telling Connor to stay away from his own home, you know she’ll postpone the wedding until it’s resolved.”

      Mick grimaced. “That’s what I was trying to avoid when I went to see him. I wanted peace.”

      “And instead you’ve made it worse,” Nell said. “Mick, you’ve always had the tact of a bulldozer. And Connor’s more like you than anyone else in the family. You should have known better.”

      He scowled at the two women. “Are you going to sit here berating me, or are you going to help me straighten this out before Megan gets wind of it? Do either one of you actually have any helpful suggestions?”

      “You could start by calling Connor and apologizing. Tell him you didn’t mean it,” Abby suggested.

      “But I meant every word,” Mick argued stubbornly. “He’s the one who needs to change his attitude.”

      “You’re not going to win him over by banishing him,” Nell said. “That’s not a tactic to win anyone’s heart. All it tells him is that you’re СКАЧАТЬ