everything she wants wonât solve the heartache.â
âNo, it wonât.â Breezy reached for another dust collector to wrap in paper.
âI have too many snow globes and knickknacks.â Oregon looked around the tiny living space. âWhy do I collect things?â
Breezy smiled at that. âNow that is something I have an answer for. Because we moved so much as children. Things mean stability, having a home. If you collect something, you take it with you so that every new place feels a little familiar. Like home.â
Oregon agreed as she looked at the shelves filled with things sheâd collected. She had moved often as a girl because her mom couldnât stay in a relationship. Breezy, on the other hand, had spent much of her life drifting and homeless. Oregon wanted more for her daughter. She wanted a place where Lilly could have roots, family, a real home.
âIâm happy for my daughter. She loves Duke. Sheâs loved him since the day we got to town. I just donât want him to let her down. I donât want to lose her, either.â
âYou wonât lose her. And if ever there was a guy who wouldnât let a kid down, itâs Duke Martin.â
âIn my heart I know that.â But old hurts were hard to let go of. So many men had let her down. Starting with her own father, a man whose name she didnât even know, and ending with Duke, who should have remembered her. It was hard to put her trust in him now.
She taped the box and gave herself a lecture about trusting. Because she knew that she could trust God. She knew that He wouldnât let her down. He wouldnât go away. He wouldnât change His mind. Whatever happened with Duke, with Lilly, she knew they would get through this.
âIâm going to bring a casserole to the new place this evening so you donât have to worry about cooking.â Breezy reached for an empty box.
âThank you.â
Breezy set the box down on the table and reached for a stack of books. âWhy did you come here after so many years? I guess we all wondered what changed.â
Fair questions. Duke had also asked, pushing to know more about her sudden appearance after so many years. He had wanted to know about the years in between, when she hadnât thought it was a good idea to tell him about Lilly.
Life changes and so do people
, she had told him the previous day. But she hadnât told him that sometimes things happen and a mother realizes her little girl might someday need a safety net, another parent if one has to go away.
Her heart ached at the thought of ever having to leave her little girl alone. She wanted to be in her daughterâs life for decades, not years. She wanted to watch Lilly grow up. See her get married, have children and grow older.
âOregon, are you okay?â
She nodded, somehow looking at her friend with eyes free of tears. âOf course. Iâm just emotional. I love this silly apartment.â
Breezy shot her a look and shook her head. âI do not believe you are that attached to this place. And when you change your mind about talking, Iâm here.â
âI know you are.â She managed to keep her hands from trembling. âWhat are people in town going to say? How will they treat her now that they know?â
Breezy put down the cup sheâd been about to wrap and hugged Oregon tight. And Oregon didnât back away. She closed her eyes to fend off tears but held on to her friend.
âPeople love you, and they love your daughter. That isnât going to change.â
âBut life is going to change.â
âYeah, thatâs something we canât avoid.â Breezy released her. Oregon listened to the brush of crutches on the sidewalk. Lilly was home.
Oregon hurried to open the door for her daughter, and Lilly gave her an âI can do it myselfâ look.
âAre you done working for the day?â Oregon asked as
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