LOGINCharli's head went back and forth. "No shows. This is real." I smoothed her beautiful hair away from her face. "I think that means there isn't time for any pain medicine." "I-I don't know if I can do this." "Trust me, princess. You can do anything." Her eyes closed. "Doctor, it's so fast. Is it
After the New Year Nox "Dad, are you sure it isn't time for you to go back to London or maybe Savannah?" "You're stuck with us until our grandson arrives," Oren said with a grin. I eyed him up and down. "I do admit, this family-man thing is looking good on you." "I know...I should have tried it
She winked as her cheeks rose. "No need to talk about that anymore, Miss Adelaide. Now, let's go out there to the pool house and watch little miss open her presents. I've been out there. Lord a mighty! Santa definitely made it. I'd say he needed a backup sleigh for all them presents." "Remember, he
Christmas Morning Adelaide "Something smells wonderful," Oren said as we made our way down the stairs and toward the kitchen. "I have your coffee poured, and the calzones are almost ready," Silvia said. "Silvia," I said, taking in the counter filled with sweets. "You always outdo yourself." She
Guilty of murder exercising malice and aforethought. His sentence was for life with no possibility of parole. Over time the association with Montague faded away. Despite my grandfather's antiquated way of thinking, he had built a company that fostered success. As other headlines took precedence, t
Angi tilted her little head. "But when you were little, you lived at Grandma and Grandpa's big house. It doesn't snow there. Did you still get Christmas miracles?" "Baby, you're my miracle." She reached out and laid her small hand on my tummy. "And my baby brother, too?" "That's right." "So Sant
“It’s the date this codicil was approved by your father.” I stared as my chest tightened. “Why?” he asked. “Is it significant?” My head bobbed, though I couldn’t form the words. “I-it’s the day he died.” The young man beside me sucked in a breath. “Th-that…” He stammered, “can’t be right. Maybe
“I need to go. Wait on me for dinner Friday night.” My teeth ground together, yet my words dripped with sincerity. “Yes, Alton. I’ll see you then.” The line went dead just as the door opened. It wasn’t Ralph, but some young man, possibly younger than Alexandria. “Mrs. Fitzgerald,” he said as he p
“Why?” he asked. Continuing, I oozed charisma. “Now, Ralph, that right there is a question friends don’t ask one another. You see, a woman’s age, her dress size, and why she does whatever in the hell she sets her mind to do are all off-limits for friends. And we are friends, aren’t we?” Nearly an
A week ago Adelaide “Ralph, I want to see my father’s will.” “Adelaide, this is unexpected. I didn’t have you scheduled…” “I won’t take much of your time. I’m certain that Montague keeps you and your firm busy enough to warrant me a few minutes alone with the document.” He ran a pen through his







