Red Dirt Heart 2 (Red Dirt, #2)

by N.R. Walker

Travis talked of home, and I got to thinkin’ that maybe tellin’ me stories didn’t mean he wanted to go there.

No shit Sherlock 🤭

He spoke about my dad like he was his best friend, and for all I knew, he probably was. It struck me as odd, and I was beginning to wonder if we were all talking about the same man. They were recalling a man I simply never knew.

I relate to this on a soul-deep level.

“Do you know what the odds are that I would ever find someone? I live and work in the middle of the desert, and he gets on a plane from the other side of the planet and arrives at my doorstep.” I took a shaky breath. “The most perfect guy, and for some reason I will never understand, he chose me. I’ll tell you what the odds are.” I raised my pointer finger. “One. One chance in a lifetime. That’s all I get.”