The Country Vet. Eleanor Jones
get me wrong, Dad, I’m over her. It’s just...”
“That you blame her for everything that’s gone wrong in your life, and you miss Robbie desperately,” Bill suggested. “Get onto that lawyer of yours again, or hire a different one.”
An icy glint replaced the smile in Jake’s blue eyes. “It’s myself I blame. Anyway, Robbie is probably better off without me.”
“Look, son...” Bill reached out his hand then drew it back again. “You’ve got to stop blaming yourself, and Robbie is definitely not better off without you.”
For a moment, Jake held his father’s gaze.
“Thanks, Dad,” he responded, his voice tight with emotion. “Anyway, as I already said, if you want this...vet...to have a pup, then it’s fine by me.”
“Her name is Cass, and you could go and see her yourself.”
With a snort of derision, Jake finished his coffee and stood up, stretching his arms above his head
“As if that’s going to happen,” he said, walking to the door.
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