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- Epilogue
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- Acknowledgments
- Also Available from Catherine Cowles
- Stay Connected
- About Catherine Cowles
I hadn’t said a word to E about the murders that had taken place over the past couple of months. Not because I didn’t trust her, but because I didn’t want her to worry. E could be like a mama bear if things were going poorly in my life.
Evergreen13: You never have to apologize. I’m glad life is so full that you haven’t had time to be online as much lately.
She had a point. It wasn’t just the bad that had kept me away from our chats. It was how much good had been taking up my time. I’d gone to an estate sale with Bell, did some cooking with Caelyn, and Brody and I spent every moment we could manage together. His studio storage was filling up with new paintings, and I sat for him at least a couple of times a week. Those sessions always seemed to end with some surface of the studio being explored in a whole new way.
Phoenix26: Things are good. I’m making friends. Even told some of them about Michael.
There was no response for a moment.
Evergreen13: Are you sure that’s wise? Do you know them well enough?
I took a moment to fight back the anxiety that wanted to grab hold of my insides. I was moving forward, and that meant I had to take a few leaps. Bell’s and Caelyn’s kind understanding told me that I’d made the right choice. They had both checked in after the night at Caelyn and Griffin’s farmhouse. But neither had pushed. They had simply given me gentle reassurance that they were available if I ever wanted or needed to talk.
Phoenix26: If you met them, you’d understand. They’re pretty amazing.
Evergreen13: Sorry, my paranoia can get the best of me sometimes. It’s good that you’re letting people in. I’m proud of you.
I was proud of myself. Stepping into that great unknown had brought nothing but change for the better. I was even considering playing at The Catch again this weekend. The bluegrass band wanted me to consider playing with them regularly.
Phoenix26: Thanks, E. How are things with you?
Evergreen13: Same ol’ same ol’ here.
Somehow, even through a computer screen, I could sense that E was holding something back.
Phoenix26: What aren’t you saying?
E sent a picture of someone sighing.
Evergreen13: Always have that sixth sense, don’t you? I’m just wondering if it’s time for me to face some stuff that I’ve been avoiding.
I didn’t know E’s full story, only bits and pieces. But I knew that staying away from her family had been priority number one for a long time.
Phoenix26: Family stuff?
Evergreen13: Isn’t it always?