Chapters (68)
- Biding Time
- Dedication
- Table of Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Acknowledgments
- Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
- Going on Red
- Choices
- Born Out of Wedlock
- Give Me A Reason
- Mistletoe
Bennett pushed up her sleeves, and after ridding the box of Xi’s deposits, she washed her hands and headed for the kitchen. Placing an enormous slice of pie on a plate, Bennett tucked the newspapers under her arm, grabbed her coffee and breakfast, and settled near the windows at the front of her flat.
Like most brownstones, the three windows jutted out over the street, allowing ample room for the antique, honey-colored walnut pedestal desk Bennett had purchased at an auction in the early nineteen hundreds. The chair was just as old, the leather upholstery having been replaced a few times over the past century, and as she leaned back, the old springs squeaked as they always did. Bennett took a bite of pie as she opened the first paper, and scanning the headlines, she sipped her coffee until she felt Xi rub himself on her leg.
Bennett rolled the chair away from the desk and looked down. “And what do you want, as if I have to ask?”
Xi’s response was a long, extended meow, and Bennett sniggered as she stood up and turned to the windows. Covered from floor to ceiling in thick coffee-brown drapes, the opaque fabric prevented one ray of light from intruding. Bennett glanced over at Xi. “As you wish, m’lord.”
In one quick motion, Bennett swept the drapes aside, and the morning sun instantly flooded the room. Breathing deeply at the sight of yet another beautiful sunrise, Bennett returned to her newspapers and breakfast, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her back.
Chapter Three
The following Saturday, a low-pressure system brought a deluge of rain to New England. The skies were ash gray, and with the clouds blocking out most of the light, it looked more like evening outside her window than morning when Ruby woke up. Having no desire or need to traipse out into the storm, she leisurely made some breakfast while she watched the news. After the skillet and dishes were dried and put away, Ruby tidied up her apartment. There was something to be said for living in such a small space because when Ruby stepped out of her cramped corner shower shortly before noon, her apartment was spotless and smelled of pine and lemon.