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
My fingers instinctively went to my necklace. "I'm sure you can look at your phone and figure out exactly where I am." "I can," he confirmed. "But I like hearing it from you better." "I'm home." "Is Lana there?" "She just arrived," I said. "Tell her not to worry about dinner. I'm taking the mos
"Miss Collins, I'm sorry. May I connect you to human resources? Who is the employee you'd like to reach?" "Chelsea Moore. I believe she was a recent hire." "Yes, she'd still be in our directory..." Suddenly, Kate and I were best friends. She couldn't do enough to help me, other than actually conn
"I-I don't know." "This doesn't make any sense. Why wouldn't you know if you can give me her number? She's my best friend and something isn't right. I can feel it." I was getting more worked up than I'd been before I called. "You know, I believe in those things." "What?" "It's like a sixth sense
Charli I sent Chelsea another text message. It was my daily routine: each morning before class and each afternoon on my way home. I was beginning to wonder if she'd changed her number. That was the thing with text messages: the sender had no way of knowing if the recipient actually received the mes







