Chapter Five
Something wasn’t adding up. Seeing Tiffy and her two-year-old son, he had realized it was just the two of them, no one else, no boyfriend or guy there with her. Was she newly divorced, separated, or had she just hooked up with the wrong guy and was now, from what he could tell, a single mom with a kid at eighteen? What a way to start out her young adult life. It must have been a mess for her. Why was he still thinking about her and giving her the time of day?
He parked his truck beside his dad’s pickup and Gabriel’s older model, which was still newer than his own pickup. He gave his door a shove as he walked toward the house, hearing voices from the barn and the house. As the screen door opened, out stepped his sister.
“You didn’t come home last night, Jeremy,” Sarah said.
