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Becoain Christian hadn’t iven hi that spewed out of hishe hated it Casper had been sober for a year and a half He’d lost all the puffy, pasty skin and bloated body shape that had been the result of years of alcohol abuse He’d let his hair grow instead of keeping it short, strands of silver prevalent against the black His eyes, identical to the ones staring back at Tell in the mirror every day, were clear, yet still filled with the disapproval Tell had felt his entire life

Landon shouted, “Gra himself into Joan McKay’s arrand re Landon’s hand, Tell had to re woman was hisher husband, she owned an air of confidence—too much, maybe, to make up for the years she’d had none

Tell whispered, “Lookin’ good, Mama,” and kissed her cheek Then he offered his hand to her coain”

“You too, Tell”

She looked at her ex-husband “Casper”

“Joan” Casper gave Bart a full inspection, but didn’t offer his hand

“So everything went okay? No problereat ti the kid’s hair

“Yep I got to ride on the four-wheeler three times! And Uncle Dalton buyedhole and he let hed “And I’ll bet your uncle had to hose you down outside afterward”

“We had a water fight”

“Boys will be boys”

Casper snorted “Dalton is long past bein’ a boy He needs to grow up and start actin’ like a man”

Joan stiffened “And just where was Dalton supposed to learn how to be a hta be following, Casper”

Shit This was not good He hated how they verbally assaulted one another and that his brothers were never around to witness it or help hiive et his stuff”

Tell tossed them over Bart and Landon took off

He didn’t bla e, Joan,” Casper said

“And you’re still an assle in yours, Casper”

“Does that young fella sharin’ your bed like your dirty leamed “I reh”

Casper whirled on him “Don’t you be takin’ the Lord’s na you one in the ive it a rest,” Joan snapped “We get that you’ve switched your allegiance froet—”