Almost Heaven

“And,” Sally Mae continued, “if you’re living at home, you’ll be a comfort to your mother. This…” She struggled for words. “This foolishness has to be breaking her heart.”

“Mom has you to lean on,” Merrilee said, but Grant could tell she was wavering.

“I will be here for your mother,” Sally Mae said, “but I can’t help your parents as you can. Every time your father looks at you, he’ll see your resemblance to your mother, reminding him of his marriage and the happiness it’s brought him. Heaven knows, he needs something to counteract the lust that’s driving him.”

“Lust!” Merrilee protested. “Dad’s over fifty!”

“Over fifty but not dead,” Sally Mae said with a wry smile. Her smile faded and her eyes grew flinty. “Although if you can’t bring him to his senses, I might have to rectify that.”

“Your grandmother’s plan has merit.” Grant struggled to remain objective. He had motives of his own, besides his friendship with Jim Stratton, for wanting Merrilee to stay. “The only reason Jim’s been able to justify his relationship with Mrs. Parker is that neither you nor your mother has been around. He’s living a fantasy with no one to burst his bubble.”

“A fantasy that will kill him when he wakes up and realizes what he’s done,” Sally Mae added. “You must intervene, Merrilee, before this goes any further.”

Merrilee’s heart-shaped face contorted into a thoughtful frown. “I’ll stay a week and assess the situation. Maybe my homecoming will snap Dad out of it. But I’m not committing to a book.”

Sally Mae nodded in agreement. Grant could tell the old woman had lost the battle but had not conceded the war.

“Grant will take you home,” she announced.

Merrilee cast him a questioning glance before turning to her grandmother. “Grant told me I could use your car.”

Sally Mae nodded. “As soon as the battery’s charged. Jay-Jay’s backed up at the garage, but he said he’ll get to it this afternoon.”

“I’ve kept Grant from his work too long already. I can walk home, Nana. It’s only two blocks.”

Nothing had changed, Grant realized. Merrilee was home, but she still wanted nothing to do with him.

Sally Mae set her jaw in a determined line. “You have two pieces of luggage, and rain’s in the forecast.”

“I don’t mind,” Grant said quickly. “It’s not out of my way.”

“What about Gloria?” Merrilee asked with a challenge in her blue eyes. “Isn’t she expecting you?”

Oh, lordy. Gloria.

He’d forgotten all about her, and there’d be hell to pay when he got home. There always was.

“I have to go by your house anyway,” Grant said, accepting the inevitable. “No problem.”

He hoped.

Merrilee pushed to her feet. “Then I won’t keep you any longer. We can leave now.”

Sally Mae stood and embraced her granddaughter. “Think about my book offer. We need you here, Merrilee. Your parents need you.”

Grant bit his tongue to keep from voicing his opinion and went into the hall to retrieve her bags.

He’d needed Merrilee, too, all those years ago. Needed her like a man needs air. But his need hadn’t been enough to keep her in Pleasant Valley.

Even knowing how much she loved her parents, he wondered if their plight would be enough to keep her here this time.

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