He shook his head, watching his father stride away. ‘What the devil’s wrong with him?’
Back outside on the porch, Sam sighed. ‘Sit down. I’ll do my best to explain but first …’ He handed him a letter.
Hal read it and looked up. Whatever he had expected it had not been this. ‘Shit.’
‘Now, God help me, I think you need to know what I told your father about how it happened, so you can understand his reaction.’
His eyes widened in surprise as he listened. Yet he knew how deeply Susannah cared for Sam regardless of what had happened between them in their shared past. How could he forget her waiting white-faced for news of his release, after he and his father had discovered who was really responsible for the murder he had been sentenced to death for? ‘Well, I can see how he’s arrived at this
