Not tonight.
And certainly not inside the house I had just bought for her.
Jacob looked toward Nancy briefly, almost like he wanted to be sure he was saying the right things.
“I know this might seem sudden,” he said politely. “But I’m really thankful to finally be here. Nancy has spoken highly of you.”
Nancy’s eyes stayed on me.
“Dad,” she said gently, “Uncle Mark needs help with the cooler.”
Bless that girl.
I nodded and quickly walked back into the kitchen.
Mark was already gathering the scattered ice when I got there.
“Bruce,” he said quietly, lowering his voice. “You alright?”
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