Returning to the kitchen, Lucas took a seat on the barstool next to Jack. I hung back, leaning against the dining table so he didn’t feel crowded. I crossed my arms to keep from fidgeting with my hands and making him nervous.“Hey, Jack,” Lucas said. “It’s been a while since you’ve been to the city, huh? I bet you don’t even remember the last time.”Jack shrugged. “Not really, I guess.”“Well, I talked to your mom and…”“We’re going back home, aren’t we?” Jack interrupted. “It’s okay. I know you don’t want her around anymore. Grandpa could use my help on the farm anyway.”I saw Lucas’ jaw clench. Jack’s response bothered him but I felt his resolve solidify through our bond. This was something he needed to do.“I won’t tell you you’re wrong,” Lucas said. “ Your mother did something very unkind to someone very important to me. So, no, I’m not happy with her behavior. But that has nothing to do with you, buddy. Which is why I want you to stay here for a while.” Jack perked up when he hea
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