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his decision.
    “Nothing. My father just wants to give Clayton more responsibility at his company.”
    “Oh. Clayton can handle it. He’s used to being in charge.”
    He nodded his thanks to Alex and wished them a goodnight.
    A little while later he pulled up to his house to see the little girl who looked just like Daisy sitting outside under the tree. She had a book in her lap again, but when she saw him pull up, she looked up at him and waved, smiling brightly at him. She was a cute kid. When she grew up she would be beautiful just like her mother.
    He got out of his truck, the box of goodies in his arm and walked over to her. “One for you. One for your mom. Let me know if you like them.”
    “Thank you, Mr. Calhoun. And thank you for my books. I really like them.”
    “I’m glad.” He turned away and went inside.
    *
    Daisy glanced at the clock on the microwave as she put away the left over pizza. She hadn’t felt like cooking. She hadn’t even felt like going to the store to pick anything up. So she had pizza delivered. Half cheese for Aubrey and half supreme for her. It was just before seven and would be light outside for some time, but Daisy wanted to crawl into bed. She wanted this day to be over. It wasn’t a bad day. She couldn’t think of one single bad thing that had happened. She just wanted it not to be her anniversary anymore. She wanted to stop feeling this heavy funk that hung on her like a wet blanket. Only sleep could do that for her. Sleep or a couple of huge glasses of red wine. She didn’t drink anymore though. She hadn’t drank since Danny had died.
    “Here, Mama.” Aubrey walked back into the kitchen. She was holding two cute little jars in her hand and they appeared to be filled with frosting and cake. “One is for you.”
    “What’s this?”
    “A present from Mr. Calhoun.”
    “What? He gave you something else?”
    “He said one was for you. You can have the chocolate one. I know you like chocolate.”
    “I do, Cookie. Thank you.” She took the jar from her, hoping that her voice didn’t betray how she was feeling. First the flower. Then the books. And now cake. Enough was enough. “Why don’t you go pick out a movie for us to watch. I need to go talk to Mr. Calhoun. I’ll be right back.”
    She left her house, not even bothering to put on shoes before she stepped into the grass that connected their yards. She banged on his door nonstop until she heard his heavy footsteps coming closer.
    He yanked opened the door. He had an annoyed look on his face, but she could barely concentrate on that because he was shirtless. She knew he was solid, but she couldn’t tell from the baggy clothes that he wore what great shape he was in. Biceps and pec and abs.
    Oh my!
    He must have been washing his face because his beard was wet and his shirt was slung over his shoulder. “Can I help you? Or did you just want to knock my damn door down?”
    “What is this?” She pushed the jar at him, sending him backward as she stepped inside. “Why the hell are you buying my kid gifts? First the flower, and then the books and now you give her cake. What’s next are you going to lure her into your car with some candy? What’s your end game? You think you’re grooming her? Because if you think you can mess with my kid, you’re out of your damn mind. I will kill you. I’ll slice you in half and use you as plant food and they’ll never find your body. Don’t even think about laying a finger–”
    “Are you out of your fucking mind? My sister left those half dying flowers in my car and instead of throwing them out I gave her one. Those books were left on a job site and instead of throwing them out I decided to give them to somebody I knew would appreciate them. My brother-in-law owns Sweet Eats and he is trying out some new stuff.” His eyes flashed with rage. “I wasn’t thinking about harming your kid. I spent four tours of duty in Afghanistan and two in Iraq. I was a God damn first