her. “Tough morning, with all of these changes,” she said softly. “I’m so sorry.”
“I want to go home.” Molly bit her lower lip. “But I don’t know where that is anymore.”
“You must feel like a leaf blowing in the wind. From Texas to Oklahoma for a year, then back to Texas last April. Right?”
“’Cause Dad kept losing his jobs,” Molly said bitterly. “But he said things would be better if we went back to Texas. He promised.”
Glancing through the open bedroom door, Hannah saw Ethan shift in his chair and frown at Molly’s words. Had he known that little detail about his shiftless brother? About all the promises, all of the failures?
Probably not. At Cole’s christening, her sister Dee had mentioned that Ethan rarely came back to Texas when on leave, and Rob had been adept at covering his failures with bluster and bravado.
With so little contact with his family, Ethan somehow imagined he should be the one to raise these kids? If he was like his brother, it would mean just one more chapter marked with disappointment in Molly’s and Cole’s lives.
“If you ever miss being with your great-aunt Cynthia, you can call her anytime. Or even visit her when she feels better.”
“I don’t miss her. Just home.” Molly swallowed hard. “But now everything there is gone and there’s no way we can go back. It would never be the same.” Molly glared at Hannah. “You won’t ever be our mom. I’ll never call you that.”
“Of course not. When you were little, you called me Auntie Hannah.” Hannah rested a comforting hand on Molly’s, but the child jerked her hand away. “You can call me Aunt Hannah or just Hannah. Does that sound okay?”
Molly gave a faint, dismissive shrug.
“Sweetheart, I loved my sister very much, and I don’t want to take her place. I just want you to be happy again someday.”
“Then I need to be with my old friends at school. Not here.” Molly dropped her forehead to her upraised knees.
With all the times her family had moved in the past three years, Hannah knew the poor girl had barely had the time to make new friends before changing schools and starting over. Though she wasn’t ready to hear it, Aspen Creek would be her first chance to actually put down roots.
“Speaking of friends, I have some for you to meet—right here.”
Molly shuddered. “I’m not staying and I don’t want to meet anyone.”
Hannah rose. “I think you’ll feel differently in a moment. After breakfast, we’ll have some introductions. Okay?”
“I don’t like breakfast.”
Hannah had known there’d be plenty of problems ahead, and that choosing her battles would be the key to making this work. Today’s breakfast just wasn’t one of them.
* * *
Cole finished his cereal, then swiveled in circles on his bar stool several times before pulling to a stop and pinning his gaze on Ethan. “You’re my uncle?”
Ethan nodded.
Cole’s eyes narrowed. “I never met you.”
“That’s because I’m usually very far away.” Ethan cleared his throat. Did he explain that he was Rob’s brother or would mentioning the kid’s dad make him cry?
He’d always been uneasy around children, never having a clue what to say. If he upset the boy, would it make everything even more difficult in the future?
He definitely didn’t want to mess this up on the first day.
He summoned a smile. “You did meet me, Cole...but you were just a little guy then.”
From Cole’s stubborn expression, he wasn’t buying it. “If you’re my uncle, how come you didn’t come see us all the time like Hannah? She came lots of times on a plane, and even brought us presents. Every time.”
“Well, I couldn’t come to see you often because I’m a soldier. So I’ve been gone a lot, way on the other side of the world.”
“Shooting guns and stuff like on TV?” The boy’s eyes widened with worry and a touch of fear. “Do you kill people for real?”
“Uh...” He searched for the right thing to say to the boy, who slid off his stool and backed up beside Hannah, and figured a vague answer was best. “Soldiers do a lot of things—not just fight.”
Cole considered that for a moment, his expression still wary. “So I could take you to show-and-tell, with your guns and everything?”
Ethan shuddered at that. “That would not be a good idea, buddy. Guns aren’t safe—especially at school.”
He looked up and found Hannah glaring at him, her arms folded over her chest and her eyes as cold as steel.
“You can thank your aunt Cynthia for how he feels about you. Apparently she told Molly and Cole that you were a tough guy. One who would really straighten them out. If you ever showed up, anyway.”
“Why on earth would she—” He heaved a sigh, suddenly knowing all too well.
Even when he and Rob were kids, she’d been a stickler about her designer clothes, her elegant lifestyle. She’d always watched them like a hawk during their rare visits to her pristine home. Having Rob’s two kids underfoot all those months had probably been unbelievably stressful for a woman who had always prized perfection over warm family emotions.
Ethan cleared his throat, searching for a different topic. “So, do you, um, like to ride bikes?”
“Don’t got one.” The child’s face fell, his eyes filled with stark grief. “Mom said she’d get me a bike after we moved. But she died.”
“I—I’m...” The boy’s words felt like a fist to Ethan’s gut and he floundered to a halt. “I’m so sorry about that.”
Knowing Rob, there probably hadn’t been any extra money for a new bike anyway, even though Ethan had loaned him a lot of money over the years.
His brother had always had just one more emergency, one more bout of overdue bills, and promises that it wouldn’t happen again. And, always, a case of amnesia when it came to paying any of it back.
“I’m not batting a thousand here, am I?” Ethan muttered, looking up at Hannah.
“Nope.” Her eyes narrowed on him. “And just in case you haven’t noticed, never think this situation is easy.”
Cole looked between them, clearly confused by their exchange.
“Time for a new topic,” Hannah muttered as she put Cole’s bowl and cup in the sink. She smiled down at him. “We have our first snowstorm of the year predicted on Sunday, so right now I think we should be shopping for sleds. But come spring I’ll make sure you and your sister have new bikes. Now—are you ready for a surprise?”
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