Chapter Nine
Alexis… Lexi, had been the last person he’d expected to see this morning when Jamey announced they had another funeral to attend. f*****g funerals. Every moment reminded him of Jason, of everything his family had lost with his brother’s death. Singing Amazing Grace had been the worst — he’d been pulled right back to Jason’s funeral and the procession of bagpipes that marched in front of his casket from the firehouse to St. Joseph’s. The vision was burned into his memory the way the grief had burned a tunnel straight into his heart. The only bright spot in the whole service had been Lexi.
He hadn’t intended to sit, given how crowded the church was with people who actually knew Mayor Watson when he arrived. But then he’d caught sight of her profile, and his legs had pulled him
