Witching For Joy (Premonition Pointe #3) - Deanna Chase Page 0,11
you love spending the holidays here, but I’m also sad that the future we’d all hoped for looks different now. I’m sure your father is, too. But as upset as you are that things are different now, that doesn’t change the fact that he loves you. He didn’t divorce you and Hunter and Britt, you know.”
“Not yet,” Kyle said, his expression turning dark again.
“Are you ready to talk about what happened with your father last night?” Joy asked.
Kyle looked down at Joy’s hand covering his. “We just got into an argument; that’s all.”
“About what? The divorce?” she asked.
“Yes. No.” He shrugged. “It was everything. He wanted to know when I was going to apply to law school, and I told him I didn’t know if that’s what I wanted to do anymore. Then he got pissed and accused me of thinking with something other than my head.”
Joy sat back in the swing, trying to process what her son had just told her. He’d recently graduated with a degree in English. She knew he was considering law school, but not that he’d decided against it. “What did your father mean when he said you were thinking with something other than your head? Are you dating someone here in Premonition Pointe?”
His face flushed, and he glanced away. When he turned back to her, he said, “I’ve been dating, but that’s not the reason I don’t want to go away. I just decided law isn’t for me.” He paused and then added, “I got an interview at Premonition Pointe News. It’s supposed to be Monday morning.”
“You did?” Joy exclaimed. “That’s wonderful. You’d be great at that.”
Relief flooded his face, and he gave her a small smile. “I thought that’s what you’d say, but Dad told me being a journalist for a small hometown paper is a waste of time with no room for career growth. He basically told me I’d be throwing my education away by working there.”
“He said what?” A spark of anger shot down her spine. And before he could say anything, she plowed on with her outrage. “How dare he? Money isn’t everything. And there’s a career in writing. You could freelance or work on a book or anything you want to do. Plus, you’re still waiting tables and working on the weekends with the adventure company, right?”
He nodded, his smile faltering slightly. “I was. But it’s going to be hard to lead ATV rides or wait tables with a broken leg.”
Joy winced. “Right.” Then she waved a hand. “I’m sure there will be a spot for you at both places once your leg heals. In the meantime, since you’re on a month-to-month rental at your apartment, you could let it go while you’re recovering here. That will save you some money.”
“I wasn’t planning on moving out of my apartment.” He swallowed, and she could see that moving home wasn’t at all what he wanted to do. “I have some savings. It’s only six weeks that I’ll be here, right?”
“That’s what the doctor said. It’s your savings. If that’s what you want to do, then okay. If you want to save it, I have four bedrooms, free rent, and free homecooked meals.”
He ran a hand through his hair and then narrowed his eyes at her. “Is this you angling to get me to move back in with you permanently?”
Joy threw her head back and laughed. “No, sonny boy. I admit that I like having you around, but I’m not trying to manipulate you into doing something you don’t want to do. I’m trying to help you. If money is an issue, you know you can always land here.”
“That should be great for dating,” he muttered.
Once again, she wondered if there was something more than friendship between him and Jackson. Should she say something about it? Make it clear she was perfectly fine with it? But why would he think otherwise? Lex had a girlfriend, and that had never been an issue, and Kyle knew that she was aware Jackson was gay and had never treated him any differently. She quickly decided it was better to just leave it alone. She’d already told Jackson where she stood. Surely, if they were in a relationship, he’d tell Kyle what she’d said. There was no need to put pressure on her son to tell her something he might not be ready to talk about. Joy shifted gears and thought of her own dating life and wondered for the hundredth time when she’d hear