His eyes ticked between Randy’s and Vaughn’s. “Randy, did you forget that you promised to help Hannah shop for school? And you told Isaac that he and you were going to go up to Big Horn once the mosquitoes died down.”
Randy nodded. “I know. And I have full intentions of making good on those promises. If they have to wait for a better time—”
“This is the time,” Lyle argued. “Haven’t you two waited long enough? After all this, you’re just going to pack up and run home again? How can you do that to my father?”
“Lyle!” Vaughn said, but there was very little aggression in his tone. Mostly he seemed taken aback. Be it from the idea itself or just the thought that it seemed Lyle had already worked this out and been prepared to fight for it. Maybe, Lyle thought, he was just surprised to realize
