Chapter 31

Randy nodded at Lyle’s disappearing form. That was all right. Lyle was under no obligation to like him. Randy wouldn’t have been too impressed either if their roles were reversed. There were probably a million things Lyle would rather do on sunny Sunday morning other than help a neighbor with two good legs and two good arms clear snow, and as much as Randy appreciated the help, it didn’t seem right that Lyle got punished with chores just to help the little ones get rewarded. But Randy had already learned his lesson in that regard—Vaughn would raise his children the way that Vaughn saw fit, and Randy would keep his nose out of it.