Chapter ThirtyDon Holbrook put away the mower and looked across the expanse of lawn, satisfied with his work. He waved to a neighbor, picked up the newspaper and turned to go inside. Being a retired engineer hadn't turned out to be too bad. Besides, between the computer club, local politics and golf three times a week, he was as busy as ever. In just six months, he had grown comfortable here. It rained a little more than he liked, but Mill Creek was a nice town, and with Seattle only thirty minutes away, they had everything they needed. Holbrook was grateful that, after all they had been through, both girls lived in town. They shared the isolation that came with starting over, and a secret that they would always have to keep. Somehow, it had brought them closer together.
Don felt the ting
