Back A Summer of Firsts
Chapters (52)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. Booklist
  5. The Goodbye Quilt
  6. Dedication
  7. Day One
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Day Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. Day Three
  14. Chapter Five
  15. Day Four
  16. Chapter Six
  17. Day Five
  18. Chapter Seven
  19. Chapter Eight
  20. Chapter Nine
  21. Day Six
  22. Chapter Ten
  23. Chapter Eleven
  24. Day Seven
  25. Chapter Twelve
  26. Chapter Thirteen
  27. Chapter Fourteen
  28. Epilogue
  29. Acknowledgments
  30. First Time in Forever
  31. Dedication
  32. Epigraph
  33. Chapter One
  34. Chapter Two
  35. Chapter Three
  36. Chapter Four
  37. Chapter Five
  38. Chapter Six
  39. Chapter Seven
  40. Chapter Eight
  41. Chapter Nine
  42. Chapter Ten
  43. Chapter Eleven
  44. Chapter Twelve
  45. Chapter Thirteen
  46. Chapter Fourteen
  47. Chapter Fifteen
  48. Chapter Sixteen
  49. Chapter Seventeen
  50. Acknowledgments
  51. Excerpt
  52. BPA

Emily, whose usual caffeine-infused breakfast came in the form of strong coffee, realized she hadn’t given any thought to feeding the girl. “I packed a few things in the car, but this afternoon we’re going to need to go to the harbor and pick up some food.”

Which presented her with another problem.

“I was thinking—” They walked back into the kitchen, and Emily opened cupboards, hunting for food that Brittany might have left on her last visit. “Juliet is a pretty name, but how would you feel about being called something else?”

“Juliet is from Shakespeare.”

“I know, but—” Everyone else knows, too. “Do you have another name? I’m Emily Jane.”

“I’m Juliet Elizabeth.”

“Elizabeth. How about Lizzy? That’s pretty.”

“Why do I need a different name? So the men with cameras don’t find me?”

Emily favored honesty and saw no reason to alter that approach in this instance. “Yes.” She opened a cupboard and pulled out a bowl in a pretty shade of cornflower blue. “That’s part of the reason. I don’t want people asking you questions. It will be like a game.”

“I used to play games with Mellie.”

“Mellie?”

“She cooks. Sometimes she looks after me when Paula is in the bedroom kissing her boyfriend.”

“P—what? Who is Paula?”

“She’s one of my nannies.”

One of them? Still, at least Lana had arranged child care, which was more than their mother ever had. “So Paula looked after you?”

“Yes. And sometimes we watched my mom on TV.” Lizzy was still holding the jar clutched against her chest. “Paula says people take pictures because she was famous and beautiful.”

“Yes, she was.”

People will pay money to see my face. You’ll never be as pretty as me, and that’s why people don’t love you.

She tried to wipe the memory from her mind. “No one will take pictures of you here. People are friendly.”

That much was true. She, Skylar and Brittany had spent plenty of happy evenings laughing and drinking in the Shipwreck Inn, and Brittany was well-known and loved on the island. Too well-known.

She tried to remember whether her friend had ever mentioned a Ryan Cooper.

She was certain she hadn’t met him before.

His wasn’t a face that was easy to forget.