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you both knew you wanted different things before you got married, you wouldn’t have.”
    “Exactly.”
    “Honesty. It’s all about honesty, that’s what I always say.”
    “I wish it was that easy.” She glanced at his profile out of the corner of her eye.
    “It is. People just make it more complicated than it needs to be. I figured if everyone just laid it straight all the time, sure you might not like what they have to say, but you don’t end up making decisions based on false pretenses or lies.”
    “It would be nice if everyone thought like you. I know it would make my life easier,” she added with a laugh.
    “Well, how about this? I promise I’ll always be straight with you, Maddie.”
    She frowned as the jitters in her stomach struck up again. “I hardly see why you would have to make a promise to me.”
    Chase shrugged as he stood up. “You just never know.”
    She watched as he trotted over to the sandbox where Bree was digging with some friends. Her mind was going a mile a minute as she puzzled over what he could have meant by “you just never know.” There was no reason he should feel like he owed her anything.
    When Bree spotted him approaching, she jumped up with a squeal. Maddie couldn’t hear what he was saying to her, but she was beaming from ear to ear as she looked up at him with stars in her eyes. Oh, Lord! Her daughter was definitely having her first crush.
    Maddie watched as he said something and placed the baseball in Bree’s hand. She looked it over as if it was a foreign object, her small hand just big enough to hold on to it. Chase grinned at her reaction as he steered them away from the jungle gym and into a small clearing. He patiently relayed instructions as he demonstrated a throwing motion with his arm before taking a couple of steps back, kneeling down and holding his hands out.
    Bree stuck her tongue between her teeth in concentration, planted her legs apart to steady herself, and gave it all she had, but the ball dropped dead at her feet. Maddie’s heart gave a sharp thud at the look of disappointment on her daughter’s face and she was quickly on her feet. As she approached the clearing, Chase was gently repeating his instructions.
    “You need to bring your arm all the way back like this,” he said, stretching his arm back in demonstration and slowly pulling it forward. “Take a step with this foot and that way you can reach way back.”
    Bree tried again, without moving her feet, and ended up with the same result.
    “Come on, Bree, work with me here. You’re throwing like a girl,” he teased.
    “I am a girl!” she complained.
    “I know, but that doesn’t mean you need to throw like one,” he said with a glint in his eye.
    “Forget it! I can’t throw!” She crossed her arms with a sulk.
    “Aw, come on. Do you think I gave up whenever something was hard?”
    “But you’re a boy!” she protested.
    “So? That doesn’t have anything to do with it. You can throw just like I can,” Chase told her patiently.
    “You’re like ten times bigger and stronger than me!”
    “I didn’t say you’d be able to throw as far or as hard as me, but you can throw like me, we have the same mechanics.” He demonstrated slowly again.
    Bree eyed him skeptically. “I can’t do that.”
    Maddie was about to encourage her daughter to try again, but Chase wasn’t giving up.
    He stood behind her and walked her through the motions, making her shift her weight to her left foot with her right arm stretched out past her shoulder. “You see how that feels there? That’s where you want it. That’s all you have to do, shift your weight like that. I saw you do it when you were playing around over there, so I know you can,” he encouraged gently. He placed the ball back in Bree’s hand. “Give it another shot.”
    Circling around to stand in front of her, he knelt down and held out his hands. Sticking her tongue in her teeth again, Bree tried to repeat what he’d showed her