Miracle Road: Eternity Springs Book 7 Read Online Free

miracle.”
    “A miracle? Who do you know who needs … oh. Lucca.”
    “He’s one of your twins, isn’t he?” Celeste asked Maggie. “The one who coaches for Colorado?”
    “No. That’s Anthony. Lucca took the Landry University Bobcats to the Sweet Sixteen last March. Then he … well …”
    “He wigged out,” Gabi said, a bite of temper in her voice. “He quit his job and took off, didn’t tell the family where he’d gone. He invested his NBA contract money wisely, so he has the means to do that sort of thing, but running off without any word like he did … he acted like a total jerk and it hurt us. I’m warning you, Mom. It’s going to take some time for me to forgive him. And what makes you think he’ll come here anyway? According to Max and Anthony and Zach, he’s perfectly happy lounging in his Mexican beach chair and getting drunk on tequila and tugging the ties on bikinis. He has absolutely no intentions of ever coming back.”
    Maggie squared her shoulders. “He’s my son. I have not begun to utilize all the weapons in my arsenal. He will come.”
    Hope followed college sports, so she’d made the connection between her new friends and the well-known collegiate basketball coaches. She’d been aware that Lucca Romano had publicly crashed and burned and alienated the power brokers in his professional field, and soon after meeting Maggie and Gabi, she’d yielded to temptation and Googled him for more detail on the incident.
    Hope recognized that the man had suffered a tragedy, and she sympathized with his pain. She did not, however, respect the way he’d chosen to deal with it. Quit everything, quit on everyone, and run off to become a drunken beach bum? It demonstrated a distinct lack of character as far as she was concerned. His mother must be so disappointed in him.
    “I hope you’re right, Mom,” Gabi said. “I’m not so optimistic. I’m afraid you’re going to be hurt.”
    “He’ll come,” Maggie replied, her blue eyes gleaming with confidence. “Now, look at that beautiful iron sculpture up on our right. It’s an eagle in flight. How graceful.”
    Celeste nodded. “That’s our Sage’s work, a gift to Jack.”
    “So this is Eagle’s Way?” Hope asked. “We’re here?”
    “Yes.” Celeste checked her watch, then beamed. “With three minutes to spare, thank the dear Lord.”
    They drove through an open gate and along a road that wound through a meadow painted with wildflowers. The large, sprawling house was built in the traditional mountain-log-home style, with windows facing what had to be one of the best views in Colorado. “Wow,” Hope said.
    “Wait until you see the inside,” Celeste said. “And the patio and pool area. Gabe Callahan is a landscape architect, and what he designed is perfect for such a heavenly spot.”
    Jack Davenport stood on the front steps, and he waved at Hope to pull her car onto a circular driveway where Cam Murphy, Gabe Callahan, and Colt Rafferty stood acting as valets. “Hello, dears,” Celeste said, climbing from the car. “I’m surprised to see you here. I thought the girls decided they wanted a traditional females-only baby shower.”
    “We’re just here to provide muscle,” Jack said. “As soon as everyone arrives and all the loot is hauled inside, we have a date with fishing rods and the creek.”
    “You have a lovely home,” Hope told him.
    “Thanks. We do love it up here.”
    Just then the front door opened and Nic Callahan called, “Thank goodness you are here. Sarah and Cat are ready to get this party started.”
    “Are we the last to arrive?”
    “Rose is running late, but she had a patient. She’s asked us to start without her.”
    Hope stepped into the great room, and her gaze was torn between three gorgeous sites: snowcapped mountains displayed like a fine-art painting through the wall of windows; a glowing Cat Davenport holding her sleeping four-month-old son, Johnny, in her arms; and Sarah Murphy, sprawled in