Back Envious Save as PDF
Chapters (48)
  1. OUTSTANDING PRAISE FOR THE NOVELS OF LISA JACKSON
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. A FAMILY KIND OF GUY
  6. Prologue
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. A FAMILY KIND OF GAL
  22. Chapter One
  23. Chapter Two
  24. Chapter Three
  25. Chapter Four
  26. Chapter Five
  27. Chapter Six
  28. Chapter Seven
  29. Chapter Eight
  30. Chapter Nine
  31. Chapter Ten
  32. Chapter Eleven
  33. Chapter Twelve
  34. Epilogue
  35. A FAMILY KIND OF WEDDING
  36. Chapter One
  37. Chapter Two
  38. Chapter Three
  39. Chapter Four
  40. Chapter Five
  41. Chapter Six
  42. Chapter Seven
  43. Chapter Eight
  44. Chapter Nine
  45. Chapter Ten
  46. Chapter Eleven
  47. Chapter Twelve
  48. Epilogue

There was another pause, then a sigh. “All right, Ms. Kinkaid. You do what you think is best, but remember, Mrs. Sorenson and I are here waiting, dying to meet Dave’s boy.”

“I know. I’ll let you know when Josh is ready to meet you. Then, of course, I’d love you to visit. You can even stay here at the house, if you want.”

“Well . . . that’s very kind.” The anger in his voice faded away and she thought she heard him sniff, then blow his nose, as if he were overcome with emotion. Her own throat was thick, her hands sweating over the receiver. But she wouldn’t break down, wouldn’t allow herself the luxury. It seemed that all she ever did anymore was cry, and she hated it.

“Tell Luke that we spoke and assure him that he’ll get paid, just as promised.”

“I will,” she said, wondering at the turn of the conversation.

“I know he told me not to call, that he’d set it up, but ... Oh, hell, the missus and I, we just couldn’t wait for him.”

“‘Wait for him’?” she repeated uneasily.

“You’ll let us know when we can visit?”

“Of course.” She hung up, mystified. Why was Ralph Sorenson talking about paying Luke for something now? A hint of an idea pricked her mind, but she didn’t want to think about it, couldn’t let that little niggle of horrid doubt burrow into her brain.

Bliss, as if sensing the conversation was over, lost her game to Dee Dee, then, while Katie was rummaging in the refrigerator for a pitcher of lemonade, returned to the kitchen. Both mother and stepdaughter were sweating, their faces beet-red, their eyes bright.

“I won!” Dee Dee announced.

“Fair and square,” Bliss agreed. “But wait until next time. Then we’ll see who’s the champ of the court.”

“I am, I am!” Dee Dee cried excitedly. She turned big eyes toward Katie. “I’m gonna be a big sister!”

“A what?” Katie nearly dropped the pitcher of lemonade. She turned and saw a blush creep up Bliss’s neck.

“That’s right,” Bliss admitted, her eyes shining with her secret. “I’m pregnant!”

Katie left the pitcher on the counter and hugged her half-sister fiercely. “I’m so happy for you and Mason! When is the baby due?”

“A long time off,” Bliss admitted. “I’m really not sure, but in the spring sometime. I’ll find out when I go to the doctor.”

“A baby!” Tears threatened Katie’s eyes all over again. From the edge of her vision she saw Dee Dee gazing up at them both. “Oh, Dee Dee, how lucky you are,” Katie said. “I was never a big sister, always the youngest.”

“Not me.” Dee Dee’s smile was back in place immediately.