“I know,” Joy said, ideas and details colliding in her mind. With all eyes on her, Joy shifted and squirmed in her seat. With another deep breath, she started to lay down the bricks of her blueprint. “He was going to come here, but I think I should go there.”
“Why?” Lexie asked.
“I haven’t told him I love him,” Joy said. “I’ve been—it’s been a very hard decision for me to leave my job, my house, and Texas in general. To leave my boys here.”
Hank gave her a smile meant to tease or reassure, she wasn’t sure which. “Momma, we’re not boys.”
“You’ll always be my little boys,” she said with a fond smile for both of her sons. “But you’re right. I spent a lot of years under your father’s thumb, and I’m ready to move on. I’m ready to discover what life can really be like when I’m fully living i
