Ten
As soon as Jeremiah reached Northstar, the first thing he did was stop at the bunkhouse to get his dog, who maintained his aloof I’m-mad-at-you disdain for all of five seconds before launching into his arms. Then, with Murph happily settled in the passenger seat of Heather’s truck, he drove down to the main house to check in with the Hammonds. He located Tracie in the house, cleaning up after breakfast.
The lingering aroma of bacon and syrup made his stomach growl, and with a laugh, the Hammond matriarch fixed him a plate of leftovers.
“You didn’t eat before you left town, did you.”
“Nope. Thanks, Mom.”
She dipped her head in acknowledgement. “Did Christina have her baby?”
“Yeah. A little after midnight. He’s a cutie.”
“Everything went all right?”
“Define ‘all right’. Because I
