After all, he’d waited a long time for this call. “Tell me.” “Her name is Hope Morningstar, and she possesses all the qualities you need. Perhaps not all you seek, but all you need. She bears the mark of Ireland on her soul. And she loves children.” From the background of Freya’s phone came, “Wha...
Then she spent a fitful night, sleeping little and dreaming during the moments when she did. Thus, she greeted her moving day with weariness. What would her life be like living a solitary existence in a log cabin? She’d grown up in a four-story apartment house where sounds from other families see...