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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

“It was Zach who called me.” He ignored the fact that he seemed to be having a conversation with himself, and finally she stirred.

“Why would he call you?”

He couldn’t believe she’d asked that question. “I guess he heard the rumor that you’d left my apartment wearing the same dress you’d worn to dinner and thought I might like to know.” If she’d picked up on the dig that she should have been the one to call him, there were no visible signs of it.

“He was brave. Please, thank him from me.”

“He’s a gifted pilot.”

She didn’t argue. “Does Brittany know that he’s back on the island yet?”

“I don’t know. I still haven’t told her. Who knows how long he’ll stay, and she isn’t here anyway, so why bring it up?” The last time he’d interfered with their relationship he’d made things worse. “Why the hell are we talking about Zach and Brittany? They’re both old enough to sort out their own relationship. The fact that they don’t is their business, not ours. Are you going to drink that coffee?”

She sipped mindlessly and pulled a face. “You put sugar in it?”

“You need the energy, and this stuff tastes disgusting with or without sugar. When did you last eat?”

“I’m not hungry.”

He was willing to bet she hadn’t slept, either. Looking at the dark shadows under her eyes, he decided she was too tired to be able to decide whether to move forward or backward.

She’d been going through torture, and she’d been going through it alone.

Anger and frustration simmered beneath his own layers of tension. “Hell, Emily, why didn’t you call me? We’re friends.”

Her gaze flickered to his and away again. “We are friends. And as a friend, I respect your boundaries.”

“Boundaries?” He lowered his voice. “You talk to me about boundaries after what we did in bed together the other night?”

“That’s different. This was a problem, and it wasn’t yours to deal with.”

She was the one who was different, and he had no idea why. Was it tiredness? The stress and anxiety of coping alone? Worry about Lizzy?

He decided the hospital was driving them both crazy, and the sooner he got them both home to Puffin Island, the better.

* * *

They kept Lizzy in the hospital for another twenty-four hours.

Despite Emily’s protestations, Ryan insisted on returning the following morning to drive them back to the island.