Sarah's Secrets. Lisa Childs

anything else. I’m sorry if that sounds selfish, but for a lot of years it’s been just Jeremy and me.”

      And if something happened to him… No, she couldn’t even entertain such a horrific notion. He was her life. Without him…

      “You offered to help Dylan’s wife.”

      She shook her head. “I wanted to offer. I feel horrible that I can’t, but Jeremy…”

      She dragged in a deep breath. “That note, what happened at the parlor, this all has to be just someone’s sick idea of a joke. I can’t believe that anyone would really want to threaten Jeremy.”

      “I hope you’re right.”

      She couldn’t mistake the sincerity in his deep voice. Royce Graham did care about something. Kids. And this man named Bart McCarthy.

      She nodded, accepting his concern.

      “And I hope it has nothing to do with whatever Bart wants to tell you…”

      “What?”

      He sighed and pushed a hand through his overly long hair. “I’d like to think it’s just a coincidence that this all started as soon as I arrived in town. But I stopped believing in coincidence long ago.”

      Her pulse tripped. “So you are involved?”