Pulling into the next driveway, Callumparked his rental car in the first available spot and got out, seeing this as a perfect opportunity to reintroduce the two women in his life: the two Santos ladies. It was also a chance to make sure Faith wasn't at the store buying condoms. Yes, he was moving fast; always had. But they had many years to catch up.
She was walking toward Faith when she saw a lanky, dark-haired boy coming across the parking lot toward her. She welcomed him with open arms, smiling at her mother, who brought up the rear.
Callumstopped abruptly, his heartbeat thundering. The boy looked like a teenager, but he couldn't be. He also looked too much like Callumat that age. Spit image.
Looking through unblinking, teary eyes, he saw his mother rest her hand on the boy's head as
