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Finally Mine: A Small Town Love Story

Lucy Score
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  1. Finally Mine
  2. Lucy Score
  3. Copyright (Ebook)
  4. Contents
  5. Dedication
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  85. Epilogue
  86. Want More Aldo and Gloria!
  87. Author’s Note to the Reader
  88. About the Author
  89. Acknowledgments
  90. Lucy’s Titles

Finally Mine

Lucy Score

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Copyright (Ebook)

Copyright © 2018 Lucy Score

No Part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electric or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without prior written permission from the publisher.

The book is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

ISBN-13: 978-1-945631-33-7

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Contents

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

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

Chapter 52

Chapter 53

Chapter 54

Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Chapter 58

Chapter 59

Chapter 60

Chapter 61

Chapter 62

Chapter 63

Chapter 64

Chapter 65

Chapter 66

Chapter 67

Chapter 68

Chapter 69

Chapter 70

Chapter 71

Chapter 72

Chapter 73

Chapter 74

Chapter 75

Chapter 76

Chapter 77

Chapter 78

Chapter 79

Epilogue

Want More Aldo and Gloria!

Author’s Note to the Reader

About the Author

Acknowledgments

Lucy’s Titles

Dedication

To Andrea and every woman who left or stayed.

1

This was the second stupidest thing she had ever done in her entire life. But since this stupid thing was going to remedy the first, Gloria Parker cut herself a tiny sliver of slack.

This was necessary, she reminded herself, running her hands down the front of her white t-shirt, wincing when she brushed bruises. Life and death. Hers.

Her rusty little car was packed with her meager belongings. She wouldn’t be going “home” tonight.

“It’s going to be fine,” she assured herself, stepping onto the skinny front porch of the bar. Remo’s was the favorite—and only—bar in the town of Benevolence. Built like a log cabin, the cedar-shingled exterior invited thirsty patrons inside with its hand-painted sign and cozy patio off the right-hand side. Its only view was the gravel parking lot, but if you were visiting Remo’s, you weren’t worried about ambiance. You were there to catch up with your neighbors. Enjoy a pitcher. Sample a plate of hot wings. Or, in his case, drink until you couldn’t see straight.

She was twenty-seven years old and had never once stepped foot in Remo’s. There were a lot of things she hadn’t done. Yet. And one reason for all of it. Today, it all ended, and her life could finally begin.

It was spring. Early enough that she could still feel a few curling tendrils of winter in the air. Spring meant new beginnings. As the sun went down over the town she’d been born and raised in, so would the curtain on ten years of stupid. Ten years of pain. Ten years of a history that she was ashamed of.