Tanya Michaels – A Dad for Her Twins (страница 9)

Mrs. Sanchez paused, her prolonged silence and dark eyes making Kenzie feel as if she had to say something.

“He, uh, seems nice. We didn’t talk much, but he helped me carry some stuff to the apartment when I dropped a box on the stairs.”

“He’s a good man,” Mrs. Sanchez said, her tone wistful. “Sometimes, I wish I could have known him before…”

“Before what?” The question spilled out of its own volition. Ann would be so disappointed. Hadn’t Kenzie, approaching thirty, learned to temper her impulses with more discipline?

To Kenzie’s surprise, Mrs. Sanchez wasn’t quick to fill in the blanks of JT’s history as she had been with the other occupants.

“Before he moved here,” was all she said. “He had a different life and must have been a very different man. Maybe you can get to know him better at the Labor Day rooftop picnic. Everyone in the building comes! Well, not Meegan, if she’s traveling. You’ll still be here Labor Day, won’t you? That’s right around the corner.”

Kenzie nodded. “We don’t move until mid-October. We just needed somewhere to stay in the interim.”

“You picked the right place! Peachy Acres is a nice group of people, but a little nosy,” Mrs. Sanchez said with a grin. “Once residents know I’ve met you, they’ll want to hear all about the new lady in 3D.”

“Not much to hear,” Kenzie said. “Mother of two with a desk job at a bank. Very staid.”

Mrs. Sanchez raised an eyebrow. “I suspect there is more to your story than that.”

Not if I’m lucky. After her unorthodox childhood and tumultuous marriage, Kenzie aspired to an uneventful life with as few surprises as possible. Although, she conceded as she walked Mrs. Sanchez to the door and thanked her again for the unexpected visit and wonderful food, not all surprises were bad. As she had the thought, she couldn’t help glancing past Mrs. Sanchez at the closed door of apartment 3C. Mrs. Sanchez’s earlier words ran through her head. He had a different life and must have been a very different man.

What kind of surprises had life dealt Jonathan Trelauney?

IN ART SCHOOL, entire semesters could be spent in the study of perspective. There was no question JT needed to change his perspective. With a growl of frustration, he stood up from his desk. Maybe a change of scenery would help this afternoon. Sure as hell couldn’t hurt.

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