Jean Gordon - Reuniting His Family

“You don’t have any problem with us, uh, working together, do you?”

“No.” She opened the first door at the top of the stairs and led him inside. “Why should I?”

Right, why should you?

* * *

Renee tucked the doorstop under the door as she waited for his answer—if he was going to answer at all. She understood how he might have seen her as an adversary in her position at CPS. But he didn’t need to carry it over to the Bridges program. They were both here for the kids.

“Hi, Miss Renee.” A little girl with long blond braids skipped past her into the room. “Mrs. Hill let me walk upstairs by myself, since this is my Sunday school room.”

“Hi, Emma. You’re right on time to help us set up.” Now that Emma was in the room, Renee let her question to Rhys drop, even though she would have liked to hear his answer. Any insight into the man would help them work together better, which could benefit both them and the kids.

The little girl looked at Rhys. “Who’s he?”

“He’s my helper, Mr. Ma—”

Rhys frowned, and Renee remembered him asking her to use his first name at the home visit she’d supervised at the Hills’ house.

“Mr. Rhys.” She corrected herself.

“Hi, Emma,” he said.

His face broke into a welcoming smile that charmed Emma. It also calmed some of the apprehension Renee had had about Rhys working with her and the children, while filling her with a wistful emptiness. Okay, the rational professional in her said. So he never smiles that way at you. Why should he?

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