talking in the store wasnât what she had in mind.
He finished his transaction, called for Carol to relieve him at the counter, then accompanied Lacey to the food court.
The second they were seated at a table, Randy raised one palm toward her so he could speak first.
âI hope you know that whatever is said between me and Eric stays between me and Eric. Everything remains confidential. There can be no exceptions.â
âBut heâs married to my sister!â
âThat doesnât matter.â
Her expression immediately conveyed that she felt betrayed.
Randy cradled his cup in his hands and leaned back into the chair. He wanted nothing more than for Lacey to trust him but, for now, Ericâs needs were more important than Randyâs wants. âYou have to understand something. What Iâm doing with him is highly confidential. Itâs just like if you said something really personal to your pastor. Youâd expect it never to be repeated to anyone, at any time, for any reason. Itâs a matter of trust. If that trust isnât there, then this wonât work. This is new for him, and heâs going to have to make some major changes in his attitudes, and his life. When heâs ready to share with other people, he will. And when that happens isnât up to me.â
She stared at him, her eyes wider than heâd ever seen. âIs that how you did it?â
Randyâs chest tightened. âThere was an older man who helped me along until I could be on my own and start offering help to others. I told him many things I never even told Bob, my best friend. Itâs a unique relationship, and one that involves a lot of trust. And responsibility.â
âOh.â
He wanted to say more, but he couldnât. He wanted to show her how much heâd changed and grown, to show her the man heâd become, versus the pathetic drunk heâd once been. But then, the only way to know the difference was to tell her exactly how pathetic he once was, and he wasnât going to do that. By Godâs grace, that person no longer existed. Instead, he would show her the man he was today.
âI was going to ask if you would come to the Bible study meeting with me tonight, but I canât go. Iâm seeing Eric, instead.â
He held his breath, waiting, hoping she was going to say something about driving him home from work.
Lacey stood. âI think our break is up.â
Randy stood so quickly he almost spilled the remainder of his coffee. âWill I see you after work?â
Her hesitation nearly killed him. âYou need a ride home, donât you?â
âYes.â He waited for her to say more, but shedidnât. She hadnât said, ânoâ so he took it as a âyes.â They walked back in silence until they reached Randyâs store.
Randy rammed his hands into his pockets. âDo you want to stop for dinner on the way home?â
âI thought you were going out with Eric.â
âNot for supper. He needs to spend time with his family. Iâm going to pick him up at seven oâclock, then go to the meeting after that.â
âI wonder if I should go to be with Susan while heâs gone.â
âThat probably wouldnât be a bad idea. Except I want to take my car tonight. How about if after dinner you take me to my place, Iâll pick up my car, then Iâll follow you to your place to drop off your car, and we can go to Eric and Susanâs together. Then when weâre done with Eric and Susan, maybe the two of us can go out for coffee afterward.â
âThat sounds so complicated.â
âIt probably is, but for now itâs important to take my car because it demonstrates to Eric whoâs in charge. Itâs kind of a guy-power thing. Tonight if weâre in my car, that puts me in charge. Itâs harder to create that mental image of authority if heâs driving me around in his