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getting it right and they practiced again.
    When she thought he was ready, she let him set the beat and added the accompaniment.
    They made it all the way through the song. “Magnificent!” she cheered. She held up her hand for a high five.
    He looked startled, then grinned and slapped her hand.
    A beginning, she thought. From little things, big things can grow.
    Glancing toward Grandpa, she discovered Jay leaning one shoulder against the kitchen doorway watching her. His brows were lowered in disapproval, his lips a straight line.
    Jay didn’t believe she could make a good life for Bryan. She did. For Krissy’s sake, and with God’s help, she would.

Chapter Four
    â€œY ou don’t have to walk me to the bus.”
    Walk? Paige was having to run to keep up with Bryan, who charged ahead of her to catch the school bus.
    â€œI thought it would be fun to see how you got to school.” Of all the things she hadn’t brought with her, the absence of her running shoes was, at minimum, going to cost her a broken ankle.
    â€œWhat fun?” He increased his pace, his backpack slung over his shoulder. “It’s a yellow bus. Big deal.”
    â€œBryan, slow down.” This was not the way she had envisioned starting her first Monday morning as Bryan’s sort-of guardian. “Let’s walk together.”
    He halted and whirled toward her, scowling. “Aunt Paige, don’t you know the guys are gonna rag on me if they see you walking me to the bus like I was a little kid?”
    â€œOh.” She stopped. Swallowed hard. “I guess I wasn’t thinking.”
    â€œYeah, I guess you weren’t.” He turned and continued down the dirt road.
    She didn’t follow him. Thoroughly chastised, she called after him. “Have a nice day.”
    He didn’t bother to acknowledge her good wishes.
    Sighing, she turned back toward Grandpa Henry’s house. She strolled along the side of the road, in no hurry now.
    It’s not like anyone had prepared her to be Bryan’s guardian. They hadn’t given her a how-to book either. This trial-and-error business was going to be painful for both of them.
    As soon as she got Bryan settled in Seattle, she’d have to arrange for family counseling. The two of them needed to learn to communicate better. Bryan would probably need some help dealing with his grief and the changes in his life.
    The storm had passed through last night, leaving only a few puffy clouds in the early morning sky. Residual rainwater puddled the dirt road and oozed into the depressions left by her high heels. Jay Red Elk wouldn’t have any trouble tracking her, if he was interested. Which was unlikely.
    She’d have to call her boss in Seattle, Mr. Armstrong, and tell him about the newest life-changing event since the death of her sister. Then she’d drive to Kalispell and try to deal with the guardianship arrangement.
    Pausing, she watched a bee flitting around a cluster of blue lupine in a sunny area. She remembered Grandma Lisbeth knew the names of all the wildflowers in the area but Paige hadn’t bothered to remember them. Now she wished she’d paid more attention.
    She looked up and her breath caught. Off to the side of the road in the shade of a stand of pine trees stood two white-tail does and their fawns, who couldn’t be more than a few weeks old. They still had their spots like two young Bambi look-alikes. The does eyed Paige suspiciously then moved farther into the woods with their precious babies.
    Their beauty and dignity, their natural mothering instincts, touched something in Paige’s heart. Could she learn to be that good a mother for Bryan?
    She could only pray she would, in time, learn how to give him all the love he needed.
    As she approached the corral, she saw Jay saddling a horse.
    He tipped his hat to her. “So you saw Bryan to the school bus?”
    â€œNot exactly.”
    He quirked his lips in