Page 86 of Shine: Sins of the Father
“I’m sorry, brother. I wanted to tell you. I tried to convince her you had a right to know.”
“All this time… all this time I’ve had a son and didn’t know it.”
Reckless climbs to his feet, dusting off his ass.
“I’m a father, Reckless.”
“Yeah. Question is, now that you know, what are you going to do?”
“Hell, I don’t know. I’ve only known for two minutes.”
“You want to go confront her?” Reckless asks.
I walk in a circle, thinking. Then shake my head. “I felt like there was something she wanted to tell me, but was holding back. Maybe if I give her more time, she’ll come clean.”
“Maybe?”
“I don’t want her to know I know.”
“What? Why?”
“I want her to come to me.” I need to know all the lying is over. I need to know I can trust her.
“You two are something else.”
“What do you mean?”
“First, she keeps things from you, now you’re keeping things from her.”
“Just trust me on this, okay?”
Reckless throws his hands in the air. “It’s your life, brother. But this is fucked up from start to finish.”
“It’s the way I want it.”
“Fine.”
“I need to go for a ride.”
“Let’s go.”
We ride around San Jose, and Reckless shows me everything. He even rides past Fiona’s bakery, pulling to the curb and pointing at it, telling me how she worked and scrapedtogether enough to open the place, then worked her butt off to make it a success.
I study the place. It’s cute as hell, and I can’t help being proud of her.
It’s closed now, so I climb off my bike and peer through the door. The inside looks just as cute as the outside. I’m amazed.
“She did all this?”
“Yep. The apartment above is hers. Came with the shop rental.”
I step back and glance at the window.
“I don’t think she’s up there, though. Harley was going to breakfast with the girls. That’s probably where she is. They do it once a month. Mimosas and all that.”
At least now I know where she lives.
“Let’s head to the clubhouse.”
