“Right, I forgot about that. I need to finish grooming Hope for the show, too, but I can do that tomorrow.”
Treat motioned to Rex’s neck. “Keep that tucked away before Dad sees it, unless you want to start answering some uncomfortable questions. And don’t forget, Josh and Savannah are arriving Thursday night to watch Hope in the show. I’m looking forward to seeing them. I miss them.”
“You know, that’s another thing. Hope probably has another eight years or so. Why does Dad act like she’s failing fast? She could show for the next few years if he really wanted her to.”
“I have no idea, but then again, I’ve never tried to figure him out. The man gives sound advice, though. He was right on target with Max.”
Just as Rex’s stomach took a nosedive thinking about his father warning him about Jade, Treat added, “But I’m not so sure he’s right about you and Jade, if that’s what he meant by watching where you tread. You’ve been in love with that girl for more years than I can remember.”
Rex shook his head.
“Oh, baloney. When you were a teenager, you’d practically drool over her when we’d see her around town. I thought that after I went to college you might have hooked up with her without Dad knowing.” Treat searched Rex’s eyes.
“I never would have done that to Dad,” Rex admitted.
“So my baby brother’s growing up?” Treat draped his arm around Rex’s shoulder as they headed outside. “It’s about time. One thing I’ve learned is that you can’t control who your heart falls in love with, and once it does, there’s no changing its mind. So you’d better figure out a way to dance that dance, or you’re gonna be one miserable dude for the rest of your life.”