“What’s the rush?” she asked.
“Skye’s coming over to watch the game with us.”
“She is, is she?” Tracie smiled broadly. “In that case, I won’t keep you. I assume you got the door fixed.”
“I did. And lit the pilot light on the furnace for her.”
Tracie touched a hand to his cheek. “Have I told you lately how proud I am of you?”
He shifted his weight restlessly, wondering what was on his mother’s mind. “I’m sure you have. You’ve always made sure I know.”
“Good. You’re a good man, Aaron, and a wonderful father. I just wish you were happier.”
“I am happy, Mom.”
“Not like you were when Erica was alive. But… I see hints of that kind of happiness in you again. I just hope you won’t get your heart broken if Skye isn’t ready to jump into another relationship.”
The topic made him uncomfortabl
