was in a ponytail and she wore a soft blue sweater that made her skin radiant. âIâm just starting.â
He also didnât want to tell her that it didnât matter if sheâd been working all day it wasnât going to get any better. âI was just passing by and thought Iâd drop by. You know, see how you were this morning.â Heâd gone in for coffee at Samâs and been put through more of the same from Sam, App and Stanley. He couldnât explain in front of the twins that he needed to talk to her, so he left it at that. âThis is going to be the floor, Iâm thinking.â He tried to sound light.
She didnât find that amusing. âWeâre learning.â
âWe got a mess.â Jack crossed his little arms and studied the situation seriously. He looked like a miniature man contemplating his next move.
âSure do,â Gavin agreed. âMomma done nailed that board on there nine hundred times!â
Jack crunched his eyebrows looking up at Chance. âWeâre havinâ a learnânâ experience, all right.â
âHey, itâs not that bad.â Lynn chuckled, and then sighed. âBut close. Apparently I have no talent with a hammer and on top of that I have no clue what Iâmdoing. But weâre getting there. We are definitely having a learning experience.â
Chance felt for her. His own unease lessened a bit. âCan I talk to you for a minute?â He didnât want to talk about the money from the auction in front of the boys.
âSure. Boys, why donât you go get a carton of juice. You deserve a break.â
Both boys yelped excitedly and started toward the house only to halt.
âAre you gonna help us?â Gavin asked.
Chance felt a tug on his heartstrings. What did he say to that? He couldnât overstep their mother. âWeâll see.â
That got him two frowns. Lynn intervened. âGo on now and get your juice. You can add a cookie, too.â
The offer was too sweet to pass up, bringing big grins as they raced each other to the back door. Tiny trailed them, flopping on the step to wait when they disappeared inside.
It was quiet the moment the door slammed shut behind them. Feeling suddenly ill at ease, Chance snagged his hat from his head and held it in both hands. âI came to tell you that my cousins gave the donation to the shelter with no strings attached. I didnât want you to feel bad or worry that your decision caused them not to get the money.â
Her shoulders relaxed and her pretty eyes softened. âThank you. I didnât want them to lose out on such a generous donation because I didnât accept the offer.â
It was easy to see that she was a nice lady, just guarded. And hurt, giving her every right to protect her self. He couldnât help being curious about her. âI know we talkedabout this last night but I just want you to understand that my family meant well. They really did. They just overstepped their boundaries. The Turners are known for being overzealous at times. Or maybe the word is overbearing. â
Lynnâs shoulder lifted slightly. âOverzealous can be a good thing. Iâm just into planning my own life these days. I hope people can understand that. If I hurt any feelings Iâm sorry, but thatâs just the way it has to be.â
Her back stiffened. She was closing the door between them again.
âYou need to do what works best for you, Lynn.â He glanced again at the poor tree house. âI could help if youâd like me to.â
âNo,â she said too quickly. âWeâll figure it out.â
That was easy enough. And for the best, he guessed.
âIâll head out then. I just wanted to tell you not to worry. You have a right to turn their offer down.â
She nodded. He wondered why she was so wary. Of course it was easy to figure out that she came from an abusive situation,