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  1. Cover
  2. Half Title Page
  3. Books by Katie Powner
  4. Title Page
  5. Copyright Page
  6. Dedication
  7. ONE
  8. TWO
  9. THREE
  10. FOUR
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. TWENTY-NINE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. THIRTY-FIVE
  42. THIRTY-SIX
  43. THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. THIRTY-EIGHT
  45. THIRTY-NINE
  46. FORTY
  47. FORTY-ONE
  48. FORTY-TWO
  49. FORTY-THREE
  50. FORTY-FOUR
  51. FORTY-FIVE
  52. FORTY-SIX
  53. FORTY-SEVEN
  54. FORTY-EIGHT
  55. FORTY-NINE
  56. FIFTY
  57. FIFTY-ONE
  58. FIFTY-TWO
  59. Acknowledgments
  60. About the Author
  61. Back Ads
  62. Back Cover

Jeremy’s words from before echoed in her mind. “I need you to choose me.” She looked over at Dad, talking animatedly with Marge. He’d come a long way from the broken man Bea left behind two years ago. Back then he’d been angry and hurt at her leaving. But now?

She dropped her hands to her lap, and her fingertips brushed her upper left thigh where her commitment to Jeremy was etched forever into her skin with black ink. Then her fingers moved to her belly. This was her family now. Jeremy and this little one she could almost feel in her arms.

“It’s a great place.” Jeremy reached for her hand. “Money will be tight for a while, but if I do a good job with these three clients, more will come. I know it.”

His voice, his expression, asked her to trust him. To choose. She swallowed the lump in her throat and put on a smile. It wasn’t the brightest and most convincing smile she’d ever given, but it was a start.

“When do we move in?”

FORTY-SEVEN

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Mitch stood in front of his house, waiting. It was awkward. There was no reason for him to attend another meeting at the church about the Tucker fundraiser, but Marge had quite firmly requested his presence and asked him to give her a ride there. For some reason, he’d agreed.

Almost a week had passed since he’d told her all about his unexpected brother. He’d been surprised how easy it was to confide in her. How nice it was to have someone to talk to. But since that day, he’d felt uneasy whenever he saw her. Which was quite often. She never seemed to run out of reasons to stop by.

“Yoo-hoo.” She closed the front door of her house and jogged across her yard. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

He shrugged and gestured toward his truck. They got in, and he started it up, letting out a long breath. What a day. He’d scheduled both care facility interviews for today so he wouldn’t miss any more work. Ralph had covered for him enough lately. He didn’t want to make the trip to Ponderosa twice anyway, and there was that stop at Jack’s Custom Leather he’d needed to take care of. But now he was tired. The care facilities had put him on edge, and he’d been disappointed to learn their protocol as one spouse deteriorated was to separate them from the other spouse. It made him ill to think of his parents being separated.

“Did you just get home?” Marge asked.

“Yeah.”

“And what have you been up to all day?”

He hesitated but couldn’t think of one good reason not to tell her. “Touring assisted-living homes in Ponderosa. For my mom.”

“Oh.” Marge struggled to adjust her seat belt. “I didn’t realize . . .”

“Didn’t realize what?”