Lincoln

If I’d thought it was hard actually talking to Hannah face to face about feelings before, it was nothing compared to getting the blow-by-blow Boston was texting me as he, Dalton, and Mom tracked Hannah through the frog hunt step by step.

The first step had been the trickiest. From what Robin had told us about her conversation with Hannah, everything had been a pretty big misunderstanding from about the point her ex had arrived and hired the guys from We Like to Move It, Move It without even talking to her about it. Hannah didn’t want to leave. But she had been convinced Mom and I wanted her to go, thanks to my own misunderstanding with Mom about when would be the right time to make an offer to lease Hannah’s land.

My gut clenched as I waited for her, thinking about how I’d hurt her without wanting to, how the very thing that she feared—a man choosing his mother over her, or letting his mother push her around—was what she thought was happening here.

When in reality, it was the complete