She laughed. “You can’t prove that.”
And he smiled against her mouth. “You can’t prove that it wasn’t.”
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
CHAPTER ONE
WHOEVER SAID YOU couldn’t go home again had clearly never been to Copper Ridge. The place hadn’t changed. Not in the ten years before Sadie Miller had left town, and not in the ten years since. It probably wouldn’t have changed much in another ten years.
Well, it would change a little bit now. The population sign would increase by one, adding back the resident she’d taken away when she’d left town at eighteen. And it would also contain at least one more bed-and-breakfast.
So, in an unchanging landscape, she would be responsible for two changes in a very short amount of time.
She deserved a medal of some kind. Though she doubted anyone in this town would ever give her a medal. She was just the wild child from the wrong side of the tracks. Not many would be welcoming her with open arms.
But that was fine with her. She wasn’t here for them. She was here for her.
She looked across the highway, at the ocean, barely visible through the trees on her left. She could remember walking there as a kid. A long hike in the sand, through gorse and other pricklies, around the lake and across the road.
A walk she and her friends had always made without their parents. Because the main perk of getting out for an afternoon was getting away from their parents, after all. At least it had been for her.
It was strange to see something familiar. She’d spent so many years moving on to the next new place. She never went back anywhere. Ever. She went somewhere new.
This was the first time she’d ever been somewhere old. And she wasn’t sure how she felt about it.
She looked at the gas gauge on her car and sighed. The little yellow light was reminding her that she hadn’t made a pit stop since she’d gone through Medford, nearly three hundred miles ago. She was going to have to stop somewhere in town before she went out to the ranch. She wasn’t exactly sure where the Garrett ranch was, just that it was on the outskirts of Copper Ridge.
She’d never been invited onto the property before.
The fact that she was leasing a business on it now would have been funny if she didn’t just feel horrible, stomach-cramping nervousness.
