Maya said, her tone matter-of-fact. “She once helped a man who had a love curse on him.”“Really?” Eleanor asked, fixing her pale blue gaze on me. She was probably in her midtwenties, maybe pushing thirty, but with that fine hair and freckles it was easy to see what she must have looked like as a ...
face, eyebrows raised, eyes wide.Stephen just smiled and shook his head. “I think she means well. But . . . lots of energy there. Maybe she’ll calm down when she has the whole inn to run.” He took a few items out of his backpack and started to fold them neatly into a bureau drawer.“You moving in?...
Running, I said a flurry of silent prayers that nothing had happened to Jim or Katenka or . . . worst of all, to the baby. As I pushed my way through the small crowd of curious onlookers, my concern for the young family vied with wondering how to explain this to the police: You see, officer, ther...
“Wait for me here,” I told the manager. “Yes, ma’am. Happy to do it. Wait for you here.” Lou was a people pleaser. I hurried down the hallway after Sailor. Where had he gone? Out a side exit? Into the gift shop? There was one other alternative—the men’s room. I hesitated for a fraction of second ...
“Jefferson . . . ?” I began, taking care to speak low and slow. “Oh, hey, Cap’n. No worries,” he said, flipping the gun around and handing it to me, the muzzle pointed toward the floor and the butt toward me, as was proper safety procedure. “I checked; it’s not loaded.” Gingerly, I took the gun f...