Rafe’s excitement over their beautiful property (holy s**t, your Dad owns this?) lasted all of about ten minutes. By the time they stepped through the door, kicked off their shoes, and Lyle got through the required hugs and assurances that he was all right, it was pretty obvious that the looks Randy was sending Rafe’s way weren’t exactly welcoming. And Rafe’s expression of discomfort, awkwardness, and even borderline guilt made Lyle’s guts hurt. None of this was Rafe’s fault—Lyle knew that without the need to be convinced. Randy wasn’t going to be so easily converted. That thought woke up a million questions and accusations in Lyle’s mind. What had Randy said to Vaughn before they arrived? What were Randy’s intentions? Was Randy going to make this harder than it had to be?
“I’m very sorry
