Chapter Eighteen
“Those are the ground rules, Mason,” Robert Parker said. “You’re just going to have to live with them.”
Seriously, what had happened to her parents? Mason tried to get her way too smart brain to figure out what had come over her father and what had suddenly changed everything in his expression. “So let me get this straight,” she said. “Yesterday was…” The breezed kicked up and blew a lock of her bleached hair into her face. She brushed it back, and her dad still was staring her down with that hard line he had at times. His eyes were blue, and his hair was thick, with gray having taken over the sides. The lines around his eyes had deepened, but he still had his perpetual Wyoming tan.
She said nothing further for the moment, knowing her dad was a man who said his peace an
