Mariah knew the old jukebox only had fifties and sixties classic rock ‘n’ roll records. Sam had probably taught most boys in Haven how to dance. “Well, I’m still a fan.”
“Good. I also hear you’ve got the tough job of keeping this guy in line.”
Shane glanced over his shoulder. “Is there a sign on my back that says Pick on Me?”
The group laughed. “We’ve never needed a sign,” Sam said, and folded his arms. “So what brings you in this morning?”
“Breakfast,” Shane offered.
“Well, I’ve got to go,” Betty announced as she touched Sam’s arm and walked away.
Shane had thought for a long time that there might be feelings between his mom and Sam. Not that they ever acted on them. But it was obvious to everyone else the two cared about each other.
After Betty left, Sam turned his attention back to Shane. “What really brings you in?”
“Mariah wants to rent your room upstairs.”
Sam shrugged. “I haven’t even been up there since Tori moved out.”
“So we’ll clean it up.”
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