Название: His Honour, Her Family
Автор: Tara Randel
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Meet Me at the Altar
isbn: 9781474094726
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Then, after what seemed like a lengthy trial, he was sent away to prison. She often wondered if that was why she’d decided to focus on criminal law. Even though their lives had been upended by her father’s bad decisions, the experience had left an indelible mark on her soul. She hadn’t meant to cause problems, but she had gotten her father in hot water anyway. Maybe she could help others now.
But when her mother couldn’t come to terms with the reality of her husband leaving, that left sixteen-year-old Grace, with the help of Uncle Roy, to step in. She’d be forever grateful to her bear of an uncle for guiding her in the early years. But Mama? Grace still didn’t understand why the woman would let a teenager take over the family business instead of encouraging her to have a life. Her own life.
Yeah, it still smarted. She’d been involved in this company one way or another for most of her life. Was she destined to stay here forever? Shuddering at the thought, she realized she needed to get back to Atlanta as soon as possible.
Grace glanced at the phone. Reached over, hesitated, then tapped the numbers to the law firm, asking for her coworker Stacy when the receptionist answered.
“Hey, Stace. What’s going on?”
“Swamped, as usual.”
Guilt pressed on her shoulders. They’d been hired around the same time and now Stacy had to handle Grace’s work as well as her own. “I’m sorry you had to take my cases.”
“Don’t even worry. Someday I’ll need a favor and you’ll owe me.”
“You bet.” Should she ask if there was any scuttlebutt that she was in danger of losing her position? “So it seems like it’s still okay that I’m gone?”
“Yes. Things are running smoothly, don’t worry.” Grace heard voices in the background. “Look, I have to run.”
“Thanks, Stacy,” she said, but her friend had already ended the call. Grace stared at the receiver, then replaced it, a shiver of dread drifting over her skin. She shouldn’t have called. Shouldn’t have given in to her doubts. The partner who had interviewed her had been thrilled with her work at the public defender’s office. Had given her the okay to take time off. Had assured her that family came first. She wanted to believe that...
The phone rang and she was soon caught up with vacation business. By three, she needed a change of scenery and decided to close up early. Maybe a walk by the lake would calm her nerves. Or the opposite, make her worry about what she was missing in Atlanta. Either way, she desperately wanted to head home.
She called her mother to see if she needed anything, but Wanda Sue informed her that some of her friends were going to bring dinner by the house. With her mother taken care of, Grace drove up the mountain. When she’d pulled up to the cabin, her mind had already created ten worst-case scenarios about her job, which quickly faded away when she spied a dusty, silver minivan that had seen better days parked in front. She eased to a stop. Only one person drove that make and color car with a deep dent in the back quarter panel.
She grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, opened the door and walked to the porch. She’d just stepped inside the screened enclosure when her sister appeared at the door, a baby on one hip, a toddler with his arms wrapped around her legs.
“Hey, sis. Mind some company?” Faith asked.
Just then the baby yelped out a loud wail followed by the little boy bursting into serious crying.
After the few days she’d had, Grace could relate.
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