A New Hope (The Second Chance Series Book 2) by Christina Escue Page A

Please be careful.”
    “I always am sweetheart.” Andrew told her and hugged her before he walked out the front door.
    After he was gone she walked into the kitchen and saw Leslie sitting on her usual stool at the bar. She slid onto Andrew’s stool and laid her head on Leslie’s shoulder. “I’m worried about Andrew.”
    “Me too, honey, but he knows how to handle himself. Why don’t you go up and see if the promise of chocolate chip waffles will get the sleepy heads to wake up.”
    “I know that will get Rylee down here.” Karla said with a smile. As she ran upstairs Leslie pulled down the stuff to make the waffles, her mind wasn’t on breakfast though, it was with Andrew and Mark.
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    While Leslie was getting waffle ingredients ready, Andrew was pulling into the Newberry’s driveway. Mark Newberry was waiting by the gate for him and as soon as the car stopped he climbed in.
    “Good morning, Andrew.”
    “Morning, Mark. Ready to do this?”
    “I’m getting too old for this crap. I thought when Kelsey met Jason that my daughter issues were over. Who knew Callie would have these issues too.”
    Andrew chuckled a little. “I don’t think I’ll have to worry about this with Karla. She and Conner may be young, but they seem to be in it for the long haul.”
    “I agree. It worries me a little though. They are so young and seem so serious about each other.”
    “They are young, but they’re both very intelligent and I think they’ll wait until they’re older to take it to the next level.”
    “I hope so. I just don’t want them to do anything that will hurt their future.”
    “Have a little faith in them, Mark. They will make the right choices. Just like Callie did.”
    “Speaking of Callie, did she tell you everything?”
    “Karla did. I think Callie made the right decision in telling you.”
    “I know she did. If that boy had hurt my baby girl I don’t know what I would have done, but it wouldn’t have been pretty.”
    “I know how you feel. Karla may not be my daughter, but when James Greene hurt her I wanted to rip him apart.”
    “Andrew, do you seriously think Karla isn’t your daughter? You’re wrong if you do. She’s your daughter in every way except DNA.”
    “I know she is and I don’t think I could love her more if we did share DNA.”
    “That’s what being a dad is, Andrew and I am happy you and Leslie finally found that.”
    “Thank you , Mark. Here we are.” Andrew said when he pulled into the driveway of the Logan’s home.
    “Ready?” Mark asked as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
    “I am, are you?”
    “As I’ll ever be.” Mark answered and they both got out of the car.
    As they approached the house Andrew looked up at it looming in front of them. “He must do well in his practice. Even with my salary I doubt I could afford this place.”
    “Oh, you could afford it, but you’re not that pompous or arrogant.” Mark said with a grin as he rang the doorbell.
    Andrew chuckled a little, but didn’t say anything. A moment later the door opened and a short, plump woman appeared. “May I help you?” She asked.
    “Yes, ma’am. We’re here to speak with Stewart Logan. It concerns his son.”
    “He’s eating breakfast at the moment, but if you’ll wait in the library I’ll let him know you’re here.”
    “Thank you, ma’am.”
    “Right this way.” She said and turned. They shrugged their shoulders and followed her to a small library located at the back of the house.
    “I’ll let him know he has visitors.” She said and walked out, closing the door behind her.
    “Wow,” Mark said after she left. “Pompous and arrogant doesn’t even begin to cover it.”
    “I agree. I guess we’re waiting.”
    “Guess we are.” Mark agreed and sat down.
    Fifteen minutes later the library door opened and Stewart Logan walked in. He was dressed in an expensive business suit and had an expression on his face that reminded Andrew of someone who was severely constipated.