Finders Keepers
Chapter One
"Isth you my momma?"
Molly didn't know what startled her more, the unexpected question or the touch of a child's hand on her bare thigh.
"What in the world?"
She spun. The food on her barbecue and her solitary picnic were forgotten as she stared down in shock at the small boy who waited patiently for an answer to his question. She was startled by the unexpected pain of his innocent question -- it had been years since she'd let herself think of being anyone's momma. But the child's expression was just short of panicked, and his hand was warm -- so warm -- upon her thigh; she couldn't ignore his plight just because of her old ghosts.
"Hey there, fella, where did you come from?"
Molly bent down, and when he offered no resistance, she lifted him into her arms.
But he had no answers for Molly, only an increase in the tug of his tongue against the thumb he had stuffed in his mouth. She smiled at his intense expression, and patted his chubby bare legs. Except for a pair of small red shorts, an expression was the only thing he was wearing.
His little brown belly was streaked with ... read full excerpt from Finders Keepers ebook
