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Also By Rachel Hanna

Also by Rachel Hanna

January Cove Series

The One For Me

Loving Tessa

Falling For You

Finding Love

All I Need

Secrets And Soulmates

Choices Of The Heart

Sweet Love

Faith, Hope & Love

Spying On The Billionaire

Second Chance Christmas

The January Cove Box Set Books 1-8

The January Cove Series Books 1-5 Box Set

South Carolina Sunsets

The Beach House

Sunsets & Second Chances

Fireflies & Family Ties

Sweet Tea B&B

Sweet Tea B&B

Whiskey Ridge

Starting Over

Taking Chances

Home Again

Always A Bridesmaid

Whiskey Ridge Boxed Set Books 1-3

Standalone

Back To Us

Blue Ridge Christmas

Chapter One

“Three-hundred and sixty five days. That’s the number of days in one year. Sometimes, it seems so long, especially when the year has gone like this one. Watching cancer ravage my Momma, who lived twenty thousand seventy-four days, one day shy of her fifty-fifth birthday, has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

To some, those thousands of days may seem like a long time. To me, it all seemed awfully short. She didn’t live enough days to see me meet the man of my dreams. To see me walk down the aisle at my wedding. To see me raise my own children. She didn’t live long enough to play with her future grandkids. So much life will be missed.

But she did live long enough to know I loved her, that we all loved her. She knew that I was happy and that I would take care of her beloved Sweet Tea B&B.

She was the heart of the B&B, and her spirit and soul will be missed, but I know my Momma will always be here with me. My tears may soak my pillow every night for the rest of my life, but I know where my Momma is, and I feel so thankful to have been her daughter. What a blessing from God. Thank you.”

As Mia stepped away from the pulpit, where she stood in front of a packed crowd of people in her mother’s home church, she let out the breath she’d been holding for days. Public speaking wasn’t her forte, especially when she was so entrenched in grief.

When the service wrapped up, she found herself surrounded by well-meaning friends, each of them hugging her tightly and telling her time healed all wounds. She’d always hated that saying. After losing her dog of twelve years when she was twenty years old, she knew that saying was a bunch of crap. She still missed Ranger even though she was thirty-four years old.

“Oh, honey, I’m going to miss your sweet Momma,” Olivia Winegarden said. She’d been a longtime customer of the B&B, always showing up around Thanksgiving to spend time soaking in the beauty of the north Georgia mountains.

“Thank you, Miss Livy. I hope you’ll still come stay at the B&B.”