He studied me then he muttered, “Sorry about that, Angel.”
“In the end, nothing to apologize for and it’s not for you to apologize anyway. If I gave her the minute she asked for, I could have said what I needed to say and she’d be on her way.”
“She’s full of shit and she’s playin’ games,” Mike replied and I kept my peace.
I didn’t know her. He did. But she genuinely, if surprisingly and somewhat pathetically, wanted help.
“It’s over. Let’s move on,” I suggested, still talking softly.
He studied me again.
Then he asked, “Your shit crated?”
I nodded.
“We’re back. No’s at the house jammin’ on his new bass. Rees is sayin’ hi to your mother. Reesee and I are here to see if you need any help.”
There it was. I knew my man wouldn’t hold a grudge.
“A bass,” I whispered. “Cool gift, Dad.”
Mike’s lips twitched.
“I’m good, honey,” I told him. “All the grunt work’s done but I’ll probably be at my wheel a while then I have a couple of pieces to glaze and put in the kiln. It automatically ramps and I can get them out tomorrow.”
His brows drew together. “Ramps?”
“The pieces need to fire at different temperatures, slow start then lots of heat then cool down. It takes a while but my kiln does it automatically. I leave it. Mom checks it before she goes to bed. I come back tomorrow and voila! Pottery.”
His lips twitched again.
I liked that, the fact he showed to help and I thought both said a lot about him after the way we left it that morning.
So I decided to address the big, pink elephant in the barn.
And I did this by whispering, “I was out of line this morning.”
Mike held my eyes but said nothing.
I kept talking. “We’ll talk again when the ranch is rented.”
He said something then.
And what he said was, “All you gotta say, sweetheart. That’s done.”
God, I loved this man.
Sure, he got his way but I’d been thinking about it (a whole lot) all day. He had been right and I had been stubborn. He felt I’d made a sacrifice for him and he felt that deeply. This wasn’t something I didn’t know. He’d already shared it with me. He also wanted to take care of me. He didn’t close the door on the discussion. He just delayed it at the same time he was looking out for me. And he was right. I had a house I wasn’t living in that I was paying for, a business I couldn’t give my full attention to and if I was honest, I needed the help.
And further, Mike was Mike. He didn’t hide who he was or what he was like. And part of that was he looked after the people he loved. He didn’t do it because he had to. He did it because that was who he was. And one of those people was me.
So it was no skin off my nose.
And that was done.
So I moved on.
“You have a good day with the kids?”
“Yeah. You have a good day with your Mom?”
“Yes, after Fin laid it out for Rhonda, which was upsetting.”
I watched Mike’s face grow alert. “What?”
“I asked her to help. She said she wasn’t feeling up to it. I pressed. Fin and Kirb showed while this was happening. Kirb tried to protect his Mom. Fin lost his patience. It was coming, I knew it. Outside of thinking about how things went down with you this morning, all day I’ve also been thinking about whether I should have tried to stop Fin from gutting his mother. What I’ve come up with was that she needed some tough love. The problem with that is, it didn’t work. She didn’t help and, except this morning, I haven’t seen her all day.”
“Fuck,” he muttered.
“That says it all,” I muttered back.
“Way he acts, sometimes forget Fin’s just a kid,” Mike said. “He’s got too much to deal with.”
That sure was the truth.
“Agreed.”
Mike studied my face and clearly read my concern.
“It’ll make him the man he’ll become,” Mike told me gently.
“Thinking he’s already that man, babe,” I said softly. “And that man is d…o…n…e done with Rhonda being what he calls a zombie.”
“He called her a zombie?”
“That and told her the way she was behaving meant that he not only lost a Dad but he lost a Mom. He also shared Darrin had no control over him leaving them but she does.”
Mike winced to something that was definitely wince-worthy then he tipped his head to the side. “You want me to talk to him?”
“Yes,” I answered instantly. “I want him to know he’s understood and he’s not having these feelings all by himself. But I briefed Dad about it. They came back for lunch but I only saw them go into the house. Let me talk to Dad to see where he got with Fin. Then I’ll let you know.”
“Right,” Mike murmured, his eyes dropped to my wheel then came back to me and he grinned. “Seen Ghost?”
I didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Sorry?”
“The movie Ghost,” he explained and I then knew what he was talking about so I grinned back.
“Yeah,” I whispered.