Brian walked over to the table carrying a large platter of charred meat.

     “Chow’s on,” he said with a grim smile splitting his bearded face.

     Cassie jumped up and led the girls into the kitchen to get the rest of the meal and Mason watched them go. What was he doing here with Lisa? Why had he brought her into his circle of friends? He could blame Becky, but really, secretly, he’d wanted Lisa here. He’d wanted his friends to meet her. Against his better instincts, she was worming her way into his life and that should have set off his warning bells. Instead, he was opening the doors for...