Chapter Seven
Marcus didn’t stop at home as he normally would have done before pulling up in front of his mom’s place, where he saw Harold’s Kia, Tessa’s compact, Luke’s pickup, and Jenny’s Jeep.
“Hey, Marcus.”
He took in Brady and his wife, Cassie, holding hands, walking across the grass, both dressed casually in blue jeans. Cassie wore a red cardigan, her dark hair a mass of curls, her dimples poking from her smile.
“You two walk here?”
Brady shrugged. “It’s a nice walk, not that far…”
Marcus heard a vehicle and dragged his gaze over to see Ryan pulling in, parking across the road in his park ranger’s pickup, and getting out to stride toward him.
“You know what?” Marcus said. “I’m going to have a word with Ryan. See you inside.”
He started walking and closed the gap just as he he
