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Chapters (44)
  1. Part I: Marking Time
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Part II: Forward March
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Part III: Column
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Part IV: About Face
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Part V: Parade Rest
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Epilogue

She shot him a wary look. “If you must.”

“Where’d you get the limp?”

“I took a fall.”

“What kind of fall?”

“The kind that leaves you with a limp.”

“Oh, that kind of fall. Why didn’t you just say so?”

She couldn’t contain a laugh. “Since we’re playing twenty questions, do I get to ask a few?”

“Fire away.”

“How long have you lived in Stowe?”

“Nine years.”

“Ever been married?”

“How do you know I’m not married now?”

“Because you’re here eating soup with me.”

“I’ve never been married,” he said, looking down to study his beer bottle.

“Why not?”

He shrugged and picked at the label on the bottle. “Never met the right girl, was busy establishing my business. You know, the usual reasons.”

She watched him as he spoke. Something didn’t ring true, but their truce was fragile so she left it alone.

“I brought cheesecake,” she said, noticing the relief that crossed his face when she changed the subject. Yes, there was definitely more to the story than he was letting on. That’s okay. I’m not exactly baring my soul, either.

“I love Diana’s cheesecake.”

“The woman is a culinary goddess.”

He groaned in ecstasy when he took the first bite.

I wonder if he makes that same sound when he… For God’s sake, Clare. Get a grip!

“Tell me about your kids.”

Clare cleared her throat and her dirty mind before she answered him. “Jill’s the oldest. She’s a sophomore at Brown. She’s my overachiever.”

“I’d say so, if she’s at Brown.”

Clare smiled. “She says she wants to be an attorney. She’s a great athlete. She played field hockey and lacrosse in high school, and she’s on the lacrosse team at Brown. She can’t wait to get up here to go skiing.”

“Does she look like you?”

“Nope. She’s a dead ringer for her dad. She has dark hair and gray-blue eyes. They’re all tall like him, too. I’m a shrimp next to them. Even Maggie, my youngest, is almost as tall as me. But Kate and I could be twins. She looks exactly like me.”

“Lucky girl,” Aidan said without looking up from his cheesecake.

Clare’s stomach took an odd dip at the unexpected compliment. “And you surprise me yet again, O’Malley.”

His sideways grin was all charm. “I’m just full of surprises.”

“Apparently so.”

“Kate’s the one in Nashville?”

“Yes. She called me the other day to tell me she’s been hired as a singer with a popular band that plays house parties in Nashville. I guess it’s a big deal because you never know who’ll be at the parties. Lots of people get discovered that way.”

“That’s great.”