The girl most likely to... [antikvár]

ONEFour shirtless construction workers posed on the roof like suspects in a police lineup. But because of the direction of the afternoon sunand the fuzzi-ness of her twenty-year-old memoryKat couldn't tell which was the father of her child and the only man she'd ever loved.She squinted, raising a hand to block the glare. Him? No. The man on the far left was too short and stocky. Even at sixteen, Riley Bohland had been over six feet tall. That one? No. Riley's hair had been curly and dark and his shoulders much broader, even as a kid.Then recognition hit her with a thud, pinning her feet to the wet West Virginia clay. Her breath went shallow. She broke out in goose bumps from head to toe."Is he up there?" Nola's whisper was squeaky with excitement, and she gripped Kat's upper arm so hard it hurt. "One of them is staring at you! Is that Riley? Is that him? Holy shit, this is going to be pure, Grade-A drama!"As the man in question cocked his head and frowned down at them, a hammer hanging useless in his hand, Kat nodded her silent reply. Oh yeah,