Her Montana Millionaire

She glanced at his mansion again, a faraway gleam in her eyes. “I didn’t mean to insinuate that you’re a neglectful parent though.”

“That’s okay. I’m not. I know that. If you ask Michael, the opposite is true. I stick my nose in his business too often.”

“Like a good parent should.”

“You’d think. He’d be shocked to know how much pride I have in him, how much I admire what he’s accomplished in his short life. Did you know he won first place at the science fair this year?”