Chapter 4

“Here.” Brian handed him a clean handkerchief.

“Are you sure this is okay, cub? I don’t want Papa Bear angry with you,” Jim whispered in fear he would be overheard by a very angry Bear.

“No, silly. It was Papa’s idea. We have a cottage on the property where you’ll be nice and comfy until you decide what you want to do. One of Maria’s cousins cleans it once a week and it’s always stocked with staples. Papa arranged for your car and any additional things you left behind to be packed up. You’ll have everything this afternoon.”

“Out with the old…in with the new. Three years and I’m yesterday’s trash. I can’t believe he threw away three years of intimacy.” Jim’s voice held a bitter edge.

“I’m not so sure it’s like that,” Brian said with a covert look at Bear.