Something To Talk About
But you'd really like this guy. Honest."
Amanda Emory had grown accustomed to fending off suggestions on her love life from girlfriends and her well-meaning mother. But listening to dating advice from her nine-year-old son seriously pushed the limit.
"Kiefer, I'm sure he's a very nice man." Distracted by the sight of the movers carrying her sons' bunk beds up the stairs of the small condo unit they'd purchased, Amanda called instructions for placing the furniture she'd picked out with her husband mere days before he died. And damn it, didn't those memories still catch her when she least expected them?
"He's not just nice, Mom." Kiefer stole a granola bar out of his younger brother's hand as he settled himself at the island separating the light-filled kitchen and a living room overrun with boxes. "He trains the horses and he can ride like the guys in cowboy movies. He knows everything about horses. Seriously, Mom. Everything."
Amanda retrieved a new granola bar for Max, her six-year-old, who had already found friends in the condo next door and was happily showing the other kids his latest creation with a building set among the piles of boxes. Amanda gave Max two ... read full excerpt from: Something to Talk About ebook
