Table Of Contents

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Acknowledgments

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Epilogue

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Acknowledgments

Acknowledgments

A very special thank-you goes to Claire for beta reading. Your dedication is admirable.

Another thank-you goes to Trish for helping me sort through some stumbling blocks. No partner seats. Got it. ;-)

Thank you so much, Sandra a.k.a. Jae, for your countless hours of fighting through my manuscript in different stages and living to talk about it. Even though you didn’t have the time to do the editing, you took the time to help me with the edits and made the final story so much better.

Finally, I want to thank my editor, Amanda. It was a pleasure working with you.

Dedication

Dedication

For Marlin, the best friend anyone could wish for.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Dust hit Sherry in the face and made her blink. With one hand, she tried to hold her worn coat together while reaching for her keys with the other. She really needed to repair the zipper on her coat before fall arrived. Maybe Rita Mae could buy her a new one tomorrow at Walmart. She would give her the money back as soon as she could.

The three steps up to her trailer felt as if she were climbing a mountain. Sherry opened the door with a loud squeak. Yawning, she dragged herself through the dark trailer. It was warm and smelled like cleaning agents. Rita Mae had cleaned. What would I do without her?

Even though the trailer was rusty, the toilet barely did its job, and the windows didn’t close as they should, this place was still home. Not everybody could have the white picket fence after all.

She peeled off her coat without turning on the light. Taking a shower to warm up would feel heavenly, but she would have to be quiet so as not to wake Jake.

As if he had heard her thoughts, the bedroom door opened. “Mom?” Jake asked in a sleepy voice, rubbing his eyes.

With a smile, Sherry bent down and wrapped her arms around Jake’s small, warm body. “Hi, honey.”

“Hi, Mom.”

“Go ahead and tuck yourself in.” Now that he was awake anyway, she’d allow herself a quick shower. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Mm-hmm. Okay, but hurry.”

Sherry grinned. “Promise.”

Jake let go of her and shuffled to their bed at the end of the trailer.