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wasn’t functioning on no sleep now the next morning.
    He’d awakened and realized that not only did he not have any idea what Drew ate or if he had any food allergies, but his parents had no kid food in the house anyway.
    Then he’d heard the knock on the door.
    Sam, Mac and Dooley stood on the porch and a pickup full of his stuff sat in the driveway.
    He’d actually teared up. They’d gone to his house, packed as much as they could—they’d loaded his entire dresser into the truck rather than touching his underwear—and then driven over an hour to bring it to him.
    And they’d brought donuts.
    After feeding Drew, the kid brushed his teeth and hair—with no help wanted or needed apparently—and dressed. Kevin was also thankful that Heather had intended to drop Drew off with Steve, because he had a suitcase with him full of clothes, books and a stuffed frog.
    Now Drew was at school and Kevin and the guys were seated in a booth at the restaurant for a real breakfast. Kevin needed to see Eve more than he needed eggs and pancakes, but he needed those too. He was hunched down with a cap on his head and was carefully avoiding talking too loud or making eye contact with anyone until the waitress came over.
    He was a minor celebrity in Grover because of his football days. In Nebraska, once a Husker, always a hero. And he really didn’t want to get into conversation with any of the old guys on the contrasts between Coach Osborn and Coach Pelini. He also didn’t want to sign any autographs. Mostly because the guys always thought that was hilarious and razzed him unmercifully, but also because he wanted to find Eve and have this conversation as soon as possible.
    The more football fans who knew he was in town, the longer it would be before he could get to Eve. Rehashing old games from the glory days was always on the table as possible Grover conversation, but rehashing old games with one of the players was a not-to-be-missed event. The last time he’d gone out in public in Grover, they’d clogged up the bank lobby for over an hour as people came and no one left.
    “Okay, I realize that it was dramatic last night,” Dooley said. “But come on… Now we can talk about it, right?”
    “The Kevin has an illegitimate kid part or the Kevin is married part?” Mac asked, turning the menu to the burger section even though it was nine a.m.
    “Keep your voices down,” Kevin warned. He was less worried about someone hearing illegitimate kid or married and more worried they’d hear his name. “And I don’t have an illegitimate kid,” he added. Like it would do any good.
    He knew they were amused. Of the group at the table, he was the least likely to suddenly turn up with a wife and kid out of the blue. But he hadn’t really. Not really.
    “The part where Kevin , the good, upstanding Christian boy,” Dooley said, “is secretly married to a girl named Eve .”
    Kevin rolled his eyes. He had been waiting for this. He was proud of Dooley for holding off this long.
    The irony had hit him even before he was a Christian. In fact, it had seemed even funnier then. He was madly in love with a girl named Eve. To him she was the first and only woman and being with her was like being in paradise. He totally got Adam’s dilemma and his willingness to be led astray by a woman. He would have readily followed Eve into Hell itself.
    Sam leaned back in the booth. “I’m not sure what I’m more stunned by—Kevin having a not-quite-ex-wife or you knowing something about the Bible.”
    “Har, har,” Dooley returned.
    Sam finally grinned. “But I’ll give you that it’s pretty funny.”
    “It is ,” Dooley agreed. “It really is.”
    Mac was smirking too. “I have to admit that it seems a little hard to believe. And perfect at the same time.”
    Kevin rolled his eyes. The whole story—his dad, Heather, jail, rehab, Drew, temporary guardianship—didn’t faze them. They were focusing on Eve.
    “You know what this means,” Sam