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IN THE SECOND CHANCES SERIES
When Dreams Cross
Chapter
1
The past
was a funny thing. It had a way of catching up with you—no matter
how fast you ran. Andi Sherman realized now that it was gaining on
her.
There was no way around it. The Khaki
Kangaroo cartoon was the only one that had the kind of characters
she had wanted for her amusement park. But she had resisted
choosing it, because she wasn’t sure she was up to dealing with the
baggage that came with it.
But letting personal feelings
influence her business decisions would have disappointed her
father, who had trusted her to take over his dream when others saw
her as not much more than a kid. She had something to prove now.
Even if it meant working with Justin Pierce.
Andi sighed. “It’s perfect, Wes. That
cartoon is the only one that strikes the right chord.”
The builder nodded. “You chose it,
Andi. You knew those characters were perfect for Promised Land the
first time you saw them. I did, too.”
Andi turned around in her leather
swivel chair and stared down at some papers on her desk. Of course
she had known it was perfect. But that was before she had learned
that Justin Pierce was its animator.
Justin Pierce. She had counted on
spending the rest of her life without seeing him
again.
She raised her eyes to her old friend
and the builder who would incorporate these characters into the
rides. As he watched, he rolled a purple Tootsie Pop around in his
mouth, one that he’d no doubt bought for his daughters. “It doesn’t
matter, though,” she said, “Justin probably won’t come anyway. He’s
already an hour and a half late.”
Wes took the sucker from his mouth
and surveyed the uncharacteristic tension on Andi’s face. “Justin’s
not stupid. If he has any business sense at all, he’ll
come.”
“If it were just business,” Andi said
in a hollow voice, “it wouldn’t be that hard.”
Standing up, she went to the window,
hands jammed in the pockets of her slacks. The cool pink blouse she
wore provided a soft contrast to the tan on Andi’s arms. Absently,
her hand went up to tuck a stray strand of hair into the French
braid at the nape of her neck. If only she could put this off until
another day, she thought.
“Andi,” Wes said, his gentle voice
cutting into her thoughts to remind her he was still there. “Eight
years is a long time, and you were both practically kids. Don’t you
think he’s put all that behind him by now?”
Andi breathed a silent laugh. She had
never been able to completely put it behind her. But she had lost
more when the relationship ended than he had. She turned back to
Wes, who’d been friends with them both when they were all involved
in a Christian discipling group in college. “Of course he has. I’m
just worried about those resentments he had toward me the last time
I saw him. They might get in the way of my offer.”
Wes stood up and stuck the Tootsie
Pop back in his mouth. “Those resentments were unfounded. And your
father was wrong. Everything that happened was wrong.” His words
were slurred around the candy, making what he said seem less
important, but Andi knew better. “Surely the past won’t cloud a
business deal like this.”
Surely, Andi thought with a sarcastic
lift of her brows. But unless Justin Pierce had changed, she knew
there would be trouble.
ISBN: 978-0-310-20709-2
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