Bennett couldn’t stop thinking about Jennie Zimmerman. She’d turned up twice in his life in the past twenty-four hours, and he wondered if maybe it was a sign.
Or something.
He didn’t really believe in signs. Didn’t spend a lot of time in church, or thinking too hard about things. But Tony Herrin, one of Bennett’s best friends, had said he’d known something was different about Cat—now his wife—the second time he’d run into her.
So Bennett was definitely thinking harder than usual.
When Jennie had left town two days after her high school graduation, Bennett had been…upset. That word seemed to fit as well as any others he could think of.
He and Jennie hadn’t been terribly serious, though he was a couple of years older than her and had dated her even after he’d left high school and start
