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Оглавление“Could we find someplace quiet to talk?”
B.J. thought about his trailer. Too small, too intimate. “I could stand some food. Want to go out for a steak?”
She hesitated, and he could see the mistrust in her eyes. Even after all these years, it hurt.
She blamed him for what had happened to Hunter. Always a kid who invited trouble, he’d gone even more wild after the fire. He’d given up on school, found a rougher set of friends and two months later, on his and Savannah’s eighteenth birthday, had stolen money from their mother and run off to his first rodeo.
Since then he’d been traveling from one state to the other, always on the move.
On the surface—and to Savannah—it probably seemed like the two of them lived pretty similar lives. But the heavy drinking and gambling that sucked up most of Hunter’s energy was not B.J.’s scene.
“My truck is parked close.” She pointed to the visitor lot. “How about we talk there?”
Though she worded it as a question, she didn’t wait for him to answer—just started walking as if she expected him to follow.
