No Direction Home (Sweet Home Colorado) Read Online Free Page B

stiff sore muscles Grace slowly tip-toed across the cold oak floor to look out the window. Her aching body proved she hadn’t taken enough breaks on the long drive yesterday. When would she learn?
    Peeking around the edge of the curtain, she could see Seth and a little blond girl . Damn, he still looks good . The child wore a red coat with mittens and ear muffs to match, and was helping him roll a ball of snow around the yard. They were building a snowman. Where had she come from?  
    Through the window voices traveled clearly on the crisp morning air . The little girl appeared to be about six or seven and was having a blast. Seth lifted the head of the snowman and put it on top of the other two huge balls of snow while the child stood back and admired their handiwork. “Daddy, he’s the best we’ve ever made.” 
    Grace stepped away from the window pressing a hand over her mouth and bit down on her lip . Damn, like some young schoolgirl, she’d been drooling over a married man—with a daughter. Grace should know better. What was happening to her? After Lee, she hadn’t wanted anything to do with any man, and here she was with that giddy feeling in the pit of her stomach every time she saw her grandmother’s foreman. It was official—she had truly lost her mind.
    Their conversation carried up to her . “Yes, he’s special,” Seth said in his deep voice. “Come on, Pumpkin, let’s go find him a hat.” 
    Grace peeked once more to see them holding hands and walking toward the bunkhouse out of view. A flash of loneliness stabbed at her. Yes, that’s why she felt this unreasonable attraction to Seth. She was lonely. But Seth was another woman’s husband.
    Nana was full of secrets these days ? Feeling betrayed once again an inner torment gnawed at her. Where was his wife? Did his whole family live in the house with Nana? If so, she’d move out. Seeing the family that was missing in her life on a daily basis would be too much. She shook her head. Get it together. Find Nana and get some answers.
    Old arguments bubbled in her thoughts . She had always wanted children, but Lee had said no, insisting there wasn’t time while establishing their careers. Children were messy and didn’t fit into their Hollywood lifestyle. Being an attorney to the stars, he was always on call and needed his rest. He’d said they didn’t have time for screaming babies in the middle of the night.
    So there had been no children despite her pleas, but this was no time for dwelling in the past . The fragrant smell of coffee and frying bacon wafted up from the kitchen, triggering a loud rumble from her stomach. She showered, pulled on jeans and a sweater and walked slowly down the stairs. She struggled to pull her mixed emotions together before she confronted Nana.    
    A steaming pot of coffee sat on the smooth granite counter top . Pouring herself a cup, Grace gazed out the window toward the back yard. Where had Nana gone? Her car was still in the driveway.
    The sight of snow clinging to the rooftop of the storage shed reminded her of whipped cream on strawberry shortcake . She’d missed the snow. And there was nothing quite like looking at the mountains on a crisp Colorado morning after a snow storm. Blue skies, bright sunshine and snow capped-mountain peaks dotted the distant horizon. The view lifted her spirits, reminding her of the ski trips she and Cindy used to go on every winter. Fun times. She was excited about seeing her friend today.
    Nana came into the open kitchen carrying a long red scarf, pulling Grace back to the present . “Well, good morning. How did you sleep?”  She laid the scarf on the counter while she bustled around the kitchen.
    “Better than I have in ages. ”  Grace carried her coffee to the table, taking a moment to collect her thoughts.
    “Are you hungry ? I made extra bacon. It won’t take me a minute to fix you breakfast.”  Nana retrieved eggs from the refrigerator and bent over the stove to