CHAPTER 39 | Parker
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The next morning, Aiden has a breakfast meeting with Caleb so I hustle the twins off to school on my own and it’s pretty much mass chaos. Well, maybe not mass chaos. More like...controlled chaos. Yes, Brody couldn’t find his backpack and we had to tear his bedroom apart, but Bridget did brush her hair and they both brushed their teeth so...win?
It’s a win, I tell myself as I wave good-bye to them before turning the Bronco back toward the farm. I want to talk to Aiden before he starts riding, to tell him everything I thought about last night before I forget the right words.
Or chicken out entirely.
I stomp on the gas. I’m not chickening out. This is worth being brave for.
But it doesn’t mean I’m not a little shaky when I park next to Aiden’s truck
