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BLURB:Rachel Lange is a Cancer and a student in a Master’s program in Child Psychology. Her dreams are haunted by an abusive relationship and by an estrangement from her father, her only close relative.
Zach Majors is an attorney and a Libra. His dreams are haunted by his experience in Afghanistan and by the problems of his young sons, one who has nightmares nearly every night. He has come to Fern Lake to try to help his sons grow and to feel safe.
Between Rachel and Zach, the attraction is instant but they each have problems to overcome before they can think about the future. She has formed a rapport with the angriest of Zach’s sons. Together this pair must find peace within themselves and bring healing to their families.
“Here’s Zach’s address. The house isn’t far from your apartment. Say about ten minutes.”
Rachel put the address in her GPS and hurried to her car. She placed the food on the passenger’s seat and backed into the street. Though she’d been willing to do the delivery and curious about Zach and his family she felt reluctant about invading his space. Learning more about him did top her list. Could she put fear aside and learn to trust any man?
Before long she reached the large two story house. She carried the food to the front door and rang the bell.
Zach answered. She felt the impact of seeing him. “Food delivery.” Do this quick. Why this attraction to a man she didn’t know. After the explosive break with Charles she found any involvement with a man scary.
As he reached for the foil covered pan, his hand brushed hers. Once again she felt as though electrified. Why was this happening?
“Daddy, they’re fighting again.”
Zach groaned. “Sorry. Sammy, take Rachel to the kitchen. He dashed away.
Rachel followed the child past the family room where Zach had corralled two boys. “So you’re Sammy.”
He nodded. “Steve and Gene have been fighting ever since we got here.”
“Sad when brothers fight.”
“Gene’s not my brother. Only Steve is.”
In the kitchen an older woman stood at the counter. She turned. “Hello, I’m Sarah Majors.”
“Rachel Lange. I have your dinner.” She set the pan and bread on the island. “You’ll need to heat both at four hundred degrees for about five minutes. Mr. Grantlan sent the food and you’re in for a treat. Hi dishes are great you often eat more than is wise. I’ve been the recipient of his gifts and just thinking about your coming experience makes me envious.”
“Nice to meet you. People here are as great as I remember. My sons and I lived here for three years with my father while theirs was overseas.”
“Then this is a homecoming for you.”
“Sort of though I’m not
sure any of my friends are still around. Are you a native of
Rachel shook her head. “I’m here because of the Master’s program in Child Psychology at the University.”
Sarah smiled. “We could use someone like you for Zach’s sons. They’re having problems adjusting to the move.” She shook her head. “I shouldn’t babble. It’s just… You’re easy to talk to.”
“I won’t tell anyone.” Rachel turned to leave.
“You are a good listener.” Mrs. Majors paused. “Why don’t you stay for dinner? Looks like there’s enough for an army.” She removed the foil and slid the pan in the oven and set the bread on a tray to heat this as well. From the fridge she took a bowl of salad.
Before Rachel had a chance to refuse, Zach and the three boys entered. She turned to leave.
He stopped her. “You’ve met Sammy. “These are Steve and my nephew Gene.”
She saw how much Steve looked like his father. The other boy though similar had brown eyes rather than blue.
Steve studied her. “You Dad’s girlfriend. Mom is sure he has one.”
Rachel shook her head. “I’m a friend on his law partner’s fiancée. She asked me to deliver your dinner. I met your dad yesterday at the tree farm. Do you like the one he bought?”
“Not my tree.” He stared at the floor. “Mom said trees were foolish and a waste of money. She has a rich boyfriend but he don’t like kids. That’s why we live with Dd. When she marries her boy friend she’ll take me back.”
Rachel edged toward the hall. She felt sorry for Zach and this difficult child.
Zach left the kitchen. “Mom would like you to stay for dinner and I would like that, too.”
Steve nodded. “Me, too.”
“Then I’ll stay but only if I can do the clean up.”
“That’s a bargain Mom won’t resist.” Zach reached for her jacket. “I’ll hang this up.”
Rachel followed Steve into the kitchen and found a seat at the large island. Soon the meal was on the table. The boys chattered as they ate. Rachel observed.