Chapter 5
Aidan studied her with those green eyes that seemed to see more than she wanted to reveal. “Is that what you think this is about? Legacy?”
Before she could answer, the door burst open and Harrison skidded into the room, his church clothes replaced with play clothes that already showed evidence of outdoor adventures.
“Uncle Aidan! Mom says you have to come see! Chewy caught a snake and he won’t let it go and Dad’s afraid to grab it because what if it’s poisonous and Uncle Colt says it’s just a garden snake but Uncle Wyatt says we should call animal control and—”
“Breathe, buddy,” Aidan said, already standing. “Where’s Chewy now?”
“By the barn! Come on!”
Harrison grabbed Aidan’s hand, then looked at Dylan with the consideration of a child deciding if someone was worth including.
“You should come too,” he decided. “You might know about snakes.”
“I really don’t,” Dylan said, but she was already following them out of the office, through the kitchen where Anne just shook her head with the patience of a woman who’d raised five boys, and out into the chaos of the backyard.