Chapter Eight
Why was Raymond there now with Brady, anyway? That was the one question that had continued to plague her. He’d walked away all those years ago, so why had he come back?
Now he was in her living room, sleeping on the sofa, even though there were two single beds in the room where Brady slept. Evidently, Raymond staying with his son hadn’t even been a consideration.
Their worlds had been completely turned upside down. When Raymond had told Luke, Marcus, and Brady that he was staying, the reaction hadn’t been what she’d expected—because he was still there. How was this possible?
Now Iris was lying awake. It was just after two a.m., and she didn’t hear a sound in the house, but she was staring into the dark, her mind going to the kinds of places she hadn’t been in years, likel
