“Should have sent her to school today,” Nate muttered as the speedometer inched past the legal limit, and kept inching. “Boarding school. In Canada. Or—no, I should have dug out her old baby leash and superglued it to her body. And the other end of the leash, well, I’d either glue it to my hand or nail it to the freaking wall, whatever it takes to keep her from running off into the swamp with a woman we picked up off the side of the road!”
For the first time in a very long time, he wished Briana’s mother had stuck around, just so he’d have someone to join in with his utter exasperation. Or better yet, someone to help supervise the kid so this kind of thing didn’t happen.
Stupid thought. Having Mandy around would just mean being a single parent of two.
He ought to reach them soon—or at l
