She had her own life. That’s what Zoe told herself as she had lunch with Sophie, talking about her sister’s research on mutant bugs while trying not to think about Jase. Then hanging out at Maggie’s store, helping uncrate the strange fossils Maggie sold to her high-end customers, again trying not...
had to admit that Reese seemed competent as he saddled Whiskey, the big gelding she’d picked out for him. He’d known what to do with the hoof pick she’d tossed him, and only had to spend a minute persuading Whiskey to open his mouth for the bit. She figured that was pretty good, since Reese proba...