Page 43 of Harvey

But the words his mother had said came back to haunt her. He had been abandoned as a child by both parents, and she could not imagine what that must have felt like. The uncertainties and rejection had been part of his life for six years.

Seeing people come in and adopt children and leave him behind breaks her heart just thinking about it. Now that she was in love with him, she wanted to gather him in her arms and shower him with so much love that he was overwhelmed.

“Kendra?” The faintly familiar voice sounded behind her as she was adjusting the vase of flowers on the main table in the room.

Turning around, she stared in surprise at the man walking towards her.

“Michael Addington?”

“So you recognize an old friend.” Stretching both hands to her, he gripped hers warmly, a smile wreathing his attractive face. “How have you been?”

“Very well, thank you. You are back in town?”

“I am.” He nodded, still holding her hands. “Newly divorced and making a new start.”

Turning her left hand over, he stared at the stunning diamond. “And I see I am too late to make a play.”

“I am afraid so.” She told him with a laugh.

“Who is the lucky fellow?”

“Harvey Blackwood.” She laughed again at the stunned look on his face.

“I see I have no chance at trying to compete.”

“None whatsoever.” Pulling her hands from his, she stepped back. “It’s been what? Ten years?”

“More like twelve. When I left here, you were still in high school, and we made a promise that we would hook up after I made my fortune.”

“And did you?” she asked in amusement.

“I did. You are looking at the new restaurant owner on Main Street.”

“Michael’s? That’s you?” She asked in surprise.

“Absolutely.” Shoving his hands into his dark blue dress pants pockets, he nodded. “And I invite you to come and see what we offer. You and your husband, of course.”

“I am afraid Harvey is not the formal dining type.”

“Well, there is no harm in coming on your own. I would love to get your opinion on the foods we serve.”

Kendra gave him a thoughtful look. “You always loved food and were determined to open your restaurant.”

“This is my fourth.”

“I am so proud of you.”

“That means a lot.” He told her solemnly. “I cannot get over how great you look.”

“Thank you.”

“You were arranging the vase of flowers on the table.”

“It’s what I do. I own the flower shop a few blocks away.”

“A burst of happiness. Your mother- “

“Yes.”

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