drove. “I thought we had something, that we could have been good together. I never did understand why you wouldn’t give me a chance. As you can imagine, all kinds of things ran through my mind. Was it because I was divorced? Because I had Felix?”
She seemed to think about it. Then slipped her fingers from his. He grimaced. He wanted to kick himself. He’d moved too fast. Too much too soon. She’d been back in his life for just a few hours and he was already scaring her away.
But this time she didn’t run. “No, your divorce didn’t have anything to do with it. And Felix is a precious gift. He never factored into why—” She fell quiet and he hoped she’d elaborate. She didn’t. “When we were friends,” she said, “you never really talked about your ex-wife. I mean never. Like not one word. And when I brought her up, you changed the subject. Mostly to talk about Felix.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
He thought about that. Was she right? Maybe. “What do you want to know about her?”
She shrugged. “What happened with you two? Why did you split up? Or is that too personal?” she asked.
“Not too personal. It’s not a secret. She had a problem with commitment.”
“Ah.”
“She found someone else who suited her ‘live and let live’ lifestyle better than I did.” He shrugged.
“What? So she left you? Why would she leave you? Is she crazy?”
Jonas barked a short laugh. “Well, those questions just did more for my self-esteem than anything else I could think of.”
She flushed and it endeared her to him. She also looked uncomfortable. He let her off the hook. “I miss what could have been, but I don’t miss her now.”
“But Felix does?”
He sighed. “No, he doesn’t remember her. He misses the idea of her.”
“He wants a mother.”
“He does, but when she left us, she left. Like I have no idea where she is or what she’s doing now.”
“You’ve had no contact with her at all?”
“None. After I signed the papers, she disappeared from our lives.”
Brooke pulled to the curb of the Fuller home and cut the engine. “I’m really sorry about that.”
“I was too at the time. But it is what it is and I’ve moved on.” He looked at the house. “And now I’m ready to get some answers from my son.”
“You want me to go with you?”
“No. I’ll get him. I don’t want to say anything in front of his friend.”
“I’ll wait here.”
He nodded and climbed from the car. He walked toward the front door and drew in a deep breath. Trouble and Brooke had re-entered his life without any warning. He prayed the trouble was resolved fast and left as quickly as it appeared.
He just hoped Brooke didn’t go with it.
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