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Chapters (38)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. EPILOGUE
  30. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  31. BETTY’S TRULY SCRUMPTIOUS BABKA CAKE
  32. READ ON FOR A Q&A WITH ALEX …
  33. Keep Reading …
  34. PROLOGUE
  35. 1
  36. About the Author
  37. Also by Alex Brown
  38. About the Publisher

‘Sure,’ Ellis said. ‘Would you like me to come with you?’

‘Could you come and find me in a few minutes?’ she smiled, letting go of his hand.

Grace made her way into the villa and went upstairs to the place in the photo where Connie had been standing in the doorway of the veranda with Giovanni’s Venice Salute painting on the wall behind her. She stood in the exact same spot and thought of Connie, telling her:

They are here for you, dear Connie. Your first truelove, Jimmy, and your darling Lara, together at last, here in Italy, the place where you found happiness. They’ve come back to you and will remember you for always. And I will too.

Grace walked out onto the veranda, the scent of lemon from the fruit trees filling the warm air all around her as she gazed across the breathtakingly beautiful Italian Riviera. She stood silently and thought of everything that had happened over the last few months. How her life had changed beyond recognition and how Connie, even after her death, had played a part in that. For if she hadn’t chosen Cohen’s Convenient Storage Company to look after her precious belongings, then Grace might never have discovered them and ultimately never have met her own truelove. For that’s what Ellis was. Grace had known it right from the moment when she first met him. But hadn’t allowed herself to even dream of a different life with him at that time. How things change … And talking of whom, she felt his hands gently touch her shoulders. Ellis was there now, standing behind her and wrapping her in a hug as he placed his arms around hers. She leant back into him, resting her head on his chest, savouring the moment here with him in this glorious place.

‘Are you OK?’ he asked softly, his lips warm on the side of her neck.

‘Mmmm,’ she murmured, nodding her head. ‘I was thinking about Connie and how her legacy has changed my life.’

‘How come?’

‘Well, I wouldn’t have met you if it wasn’t for her.’

‘True. And I have her to thank for that too. I can’t imagine my life without you in it, Grace,’ he told her.