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parents, an orphanage. Your father volunteered there. I was ten at the time we met, but he took me under his wing.”
    For a moment, Ray couldn’t respond. “I find it hard to imagine my father volunteering with children,” he finally said. “He was a rancher. He worked the land.”
    Scarlet shrugged. “He told me once that he had to find a way to atone for his sins. That he hadn’t always been the father he wanted to be, and he hoped giving back to some children without families would help make up for it.”
    Ray’s dark gaze met hers, probing, skeptical. “He told you about Horseshoe Creek? About us?”
    â€œYes,” Scarlet said softly. “He loved you and Maddox and Brett. He was proud of all of you.”
    Ray chuckled, but the sound was filled with sarcasm. “He was proud of Maddox. And maybe Brett because of the bull riding. But he didn’t give a damn about me.”
    â€œThat’s not true,” Scarlet said. “He loved you and hated what he did to you. That you knew his flaws.”
    â€œThat I did.” Ray made no attempt to hide his animosity. “He cheated on my mother with some woman named Barbara. But my mother loved him anyway.”
    Scarlet looked away for a second, which made him even more uneasy.
    Her fingers tightened around the strap of that worn-out shoulder bag. “I’m sorry, Ray, I didn’t come here to dredge up bad memories.”
    â€œMy father just died, Scarlet. Coming home already did that.” He exhaled. “So why did you come here? To tell me Dad did volunteer work?”
    â€œNot just that, but to tell you what he did for me. I was alone and no one wanted to adopt me. But he gave me a home and a family.”
    A bead of perspiration trickled down Ray’s neck. “What are you talking about?”
    â€œHe took me home to live with Barbara and Bobby. Their last name is Lowman.”
    â€œYou lived with my father’s mistress?”
    She nodded. “For a while. With her and her son.” She hesitated. “Their son.”
    Her words echoed in Ray’s mind as if he’d fallen into a wind tunnel. “ Their son?”
    Scarlet nodded. “I’m sorry. I...thought he was going to tell you about Bobby before he passed.”
    A deep sense of betrayal cut through Ray, and he balled his hands into fists. He wanted to punch something.
    He had known about the affair, but not that his father had another son.
    * * *
    S CARLET ’ S HEART SQUEEZED at the pain and shock on Ray’s face. She didn’t want to hurt this family, only to honor Joe’s last wishes.
    Ray raked a hand through his thick, dark hair, then walked over to the bar and poured himself another shot. He kept his back to her as he stared into the fire, his shoulders rigid.
    She glanced around the living room, absorbing its warmth, giving Ray time to process what she’d told him.
    She tried to put herself in his place, to understand how he must feel. Her grief over Joe’s death was almost unbearable, and she wasn’t even Joe’s biological family.
    She’d always looked up to Joe for the time he’d donated to the children’s home, and had secretly hoped to meet his sons one day, sons that he took pride in and had talked about when Bobby wasn’t around.
    Joe and Bobby had a tumultuous relationship. Barbara and Joe had kept an on-again-off-again relationship over the years, but Joe had never married Barbara. He’d also been in and out of Bobby’s life, partly by choice, partly due to Barbara’s moody behavior.
    But Joe had admitted to Scarlet once that he’d always loved his wife. No one could ever replace her.
    In some ways, Bobby had a right to resent Ray, Maddox and Brett. Although Joe had financially supported him and Barbara, he’d never taken them to his ranch. Even after he lost his wife, he hadn’t shared Bobby with his other three sons.
    â€œSo