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Chapters (52)
  1. Born Out of Wedlock
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Acknowledgements
  52. Other Titles by Author

Joanna closed her eyes. Was she stupid to have hope? Was she stupid to love the woman standing outside the car even after all she had done? With a heavy sigh, Joanna opened her eyes and slowly climbed from the limo. Closing the door, she turned to face Addison, but immediately lost her train of thought when she saw Addison’s appearance. Beads of perspiration were rolling down her face, and the knees of her trousers and front of her shirt were stained with grass. Narrowing her eyes, Joanna leaned slightly to the right to look past Addison. She could see a faint track of bent grass not yet having time to find the sun again, and the path ran from the front of the house to where Addison now stood.

Joanna scowled as she focused on Addison. “What’s this all about?”

Addison drew in a breath, filling her lungs to their maximum before she let the air out slowly and with it, her ego, her pride, and her past. “I was a fool.”

“Why, because I lived?”

“No, because Millie died.”

“What?”

“When I got off that plane, and David didn’t know where you were, I went crazy. I called Fran and Millie and Evelyn, and none of them would tell me anything. Three people I thought were my friends turned their backs on me, and all I saw was red.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Joanna said, folding her arms.

Addison knew she deserved every ounce of contempt Joanna could throw her way. She was more than willing to take it, but while repentant, she forced herself to look Joanna in the eye. She needed for Joanna to see that the words she was about to speak were heartfelt, and she prayed that in the misted-over crystalline blue of her eyes, Joanna would see just that.

“For four days I drank myself stupid and then Evelyn walked into the library and told me that Millie had...Millie had passed in her sleep, and all of a sudden everything came crashing down around me. Millie was gone. The woman who had been my right and left hand for years was gone. The woman who had never uttered a harsh word about anyone was gone. She’ll never know that I loved her. She’ll never know how I adored that pinched, peeved look she’d get when I’d do something she didn’t like, and she’ll never know that sometimes, sometimes I’d do something just...just to see that look. And she’ll never know how it made me smile on the inside because I never realized just how precious time was until now.”

Joanna had her own secret smile forming, but while Addison’s words seemed sincere, Joanna’s heart had yet to melt completely. There was more she needed to hear, so she casually looked at her watch. “Speaking of time, I have someplace to be, so if you’re through—”