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 all
After the New YearNox"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 soon
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 MorningAdelaide"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 grin
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, the
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 Santa wi
I woke with a start, knowing his voice. I’d known it all of my life.Hugging the man I loved, I pushed the thoughts away. They weren’t real. They weren’t memories. I’d been in New York when Chelsea was attacked. I hadn’t seen it. It was my mind playing tricks on me.She was safe, like my momma. Slow
The doctor shrugged. “I’m sure she can.”I shifted on the bed. “My mind seems clearer.”“Clearer than…?”I shook my head, recalling the memories of Oren. “I think I was hallucinating or recalling a time long ago, but now things aren’t as fuzzy.”“That’s very good to hear,” she said as she reached fo
I shook my head. “No, Oren. I never hated you.”He lowered his chin. “You should.”I lifted my hand, beckoning him closer. As we touched a renewed surge of energy zapped through me. “I didn’t hate you. I hated me. I told you to leave because I didn’t want you to waste your life with me, asking for w
“Ms. Montague?”I turned toward the woman’s voice.Was this heaven, what I’d prayed for? Had God finally granted my wish and changed my name in the process?Tears filled my eyes, spilling over onto my cheeks as both relief and grief swirled through me.If this was heaven, my life was over. I was dea







