Angels Everywhere - Debbie Macomber [29]
“How do you mean?”
“She continually insisted Jeff was alive and was furious with me when I divorced him. Our relationship was strained afterwards. She claimed she’d talked to spirits in a séance, and Jeff had sent a message to her. He wanted Gloria to tell me how terribly disappointed he was in me because I’d divorced him. I didn’t talk to her much after that.”
“She insisted he was alive and that she’d been able to talk to him in a séance? It sounds like she had a rough time of it.”
“She has. I don’t know that she’ll ever fully recover.” Then again, Jody didn’t know if she would either. “My father, bless his heart, volunteered to make the trip. The dental X rays matched and that’s the end of it. That was nearly five years ago now. Jeff’s been gone a total of eight years.”
“I’m sorry, Jody, I really am. Jeff must have loved you and Timmy very much.”
“I know he did. I get angry with myself that I doubted him even for that little bit.”
“Anyone would have.” Glen took their empty cups and deposited them in the garbage. He slipped into the seat and seemed unnaturally quiet. “I don’t pretend to understand the grief you experienced, but I was in a relationship that lasted for three years. Breaking it off was one of the most emotionally difficult times of my life.”
“Would you think I was prying if I asked you what went wrong?”
His mouth moved into a half smile. “Not at all. You were frank with me and deserve the same consideration. I loved Maryann and wanted to marry her, but she’s a successful attorney and, well, I’ll simplify it by explaining that her career is more important to her than marriage. Somehow or another we got involved in a game of ultimatums. I wanted a wife and children. Maryann claimed she wasn’t ready for either. In the end she suggested a compromise. She thought it was a good idea for us to move in together. I wasn’t willing to fall into that trap, and that was more or less the end of it.”
“You still love her, don’t you?”
Glen lowered his gaze. “I think it’s very much like you and Jeff, I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving her. It’s been several months now and nothing’s going to change. I’ve accepted that and apparently so has she. We still bump into each other in court occasionally, and it’s awkward, but there’s nothing left for either of us to say.”
“Then it doesn’t bother you that I have a child?”
Glen straightened in his seat. “Bother me? I consider your son a bonus.”
“Don’t say that until you meet him. He’s quite a character.”
“I’m looking forward to doing exactly that.”
They were nearing the Seattle dock and Glen stood, eager for them to be on their way. He glanced at the gold watch on his wrist. “You think Timmy might still be awake?”
Jody laughed and nodded. “I’m sure of it. He’s anxious to meet you too and please don’t hold it against me if he asks you a lot of personal questions.”
“Does Timmy like sports?”
“He loves them. According to his coach, he’s going to be a dynamite pitcher someday.”
“Really.” Glen actually beamed. “I was the pitcher for our high school team.”
“You were?” This was like a match made in heaven. Almost too good to be true. “If you mention that to my son, he’ll be your friend for life.”
Their pace was fast as they headed toward the car. Glen’s hand was at Jody’s elbow and although they were walking up a steep hill, it didn’t seem to thwart their enthusiasm.
As Jody suspected, Timmy was dressed in his pajamas waiting for her return. The instant he heard the front door open, he raced from the family room like pistons firing awake an engine. He stopped abruptly in front of Glen and threw back his head to look up at him.
“How tall are you?”
“Six-two. Is that tall enough?” Glen asked, crouching down so that they met eye to eye.
“That depends.”
“Timmy, where are your manners?” Jody reminded her son.
“I’ve got to