Ben sat smashed between Sam and Logan, enduring the five miles from the farm to town with the simple hope that Rae would be at church that morning too. He’d never seen her there before, but he’d never looked. Never did much more than slip to the bench Sam dictated and lose himself inside his thoughts.
He often thought of his mother and father, of the aunt they were going to visit in Alaska when their single-engine plane went down. His mind often landed on how grateful he was for Sam for making sure they were all able to stay together.
But today, he glanced around for a certain brunette. Trouble was, women caught him looking and they looked back. He wasn’t sure how long they’d been looking, but Sam had been out with several women since they’d arrive in Island Park. Logan too. Darren seeme
