neighbor had offered to watch Marcy during the appointment, and sheâd turned her down so quickly that it was a wonder the grandmotherly woman hadnât taken offense. After that episode with the Lesters, she was afraid to leave Marcy with anyone. Maybe there wasnât anyone in this town she could trust.
Well, probably the man who had been Davisâs attorney was trustworthy. Heâd been openly apologetic that heâd never succeeded in getting Davis to make a will. Davis, like so many people, hadnât thought there was any hurry.
Who would have expected the unthinkable?
Lord, why did this happen? Why Davis and Becca?
There wasnât any answer to that, just as there hadnât been any answer during the long night when sheâd asked God whether this marriage was the right thing to do.
She shot a sideways glance at Link while the attorney patiently explained the ramifications of a custody hearing. Linkâs grave, composed face gave no hint to his feelings. He thought he already knew the only answer.
âSo, as I say, thereâs no cut-and-dried solution.â Chet Longly spread his hands, his open, friendly face troubled. âThe judge has a great deal of discretion in a custody case. Even if you had written proof that Davis and Becca wanted you to take Marcy, the judgecould decide against that. Itâs not likely, but it could happen.â
Link stirred. âYou agree that our case would be stronger if we were married.â
âI canât advise you to marry in an effort to deceive the court.â Chet said the words as if he walked on eggshells. âOn the other hand, if you marry because youâre fond of each other and because you want to provide security for a child you both love, I think that could tip the scales in your favor.â
Link glanced at her, his dark eyes seeming to say heâd told her so.
Well, he couldnât blame her for exploring every possibility, could he? Knowing Link, he probably could. Heâd never had much patience with her passion for details.
âAlso, thereâs the fact that Ms. Gideon is living in the Conrad house, already taking care of the child,â the attorney went on. âI hate to bring up the old saw about possession, but it does make the judge less likely to order a change that could be upsetting to the baby.â
Linkâs jaw tightened. âI suspect that was what Frank had in mind yesterday. If heâd gotten his hands on Marcyââ
Annie suppressed the shudder that moved through her. In those frightening moments, when sheâd actually feared the Lesters would snatch Marcy from her arms, sheâd turned to Link.
She needed help. Hard though it was to accept, she couldnât do this alone.
âEither way, the best thing is to set up a hearing before the judge as quickly as possible, before the Lesters take any other action.â The attorney stood, looking at them with concern in his face. âIâll leave you alone to discuss it for a few minutes.â
He crossed the room, his footsteps making little sound on the plush carpet. The door closed softly behind him.
She had to stop collecting options and make a decision. However much she might have resented it in the past, she knew that Linkâs loyalty had always been to Davis. If that loyalty extended to his daughter, maybe that was all she could ask.
âItâs not easy, is it.â
She met Linkâs gaze, startled, to find that he was looking at her with sympathy.
âNo.â She tried to swallow the lump that refused to leave her throat in spite of the fact that sheâd cried every tear she had to shed in the past few days. âI spent most of the night praying about it. Maybe this is the only answer, but how can I take vows I donât mean?â
Linkâs hand tightened to a fist on the polished mahogany arm of the chair. âDonât you think I have qualms about that?â
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