She’d left with a profuse apology, a big grin, and a new hat on her head. With her father’s assistance, Katherine stepped from the Raquette Lake steamer onto the Birchwood pier, parasol and reticule gripped in her hands. After the long journey from central Florida, every nerve in her body tingled with anticipation and anxiety. She gulped a deep breath of fresh mountain air and glanced up at Birchwood Lodge, her family’s summer retreat designed in the style of a Swiss chalet. Tucked into the Adirondacks, the chalet and all its cabins and outbuildings overlooked the shores of the crystal-blue Raquette Lake. Purple and yellow petunias— her mother’s favorite colors—still sprang from window boxes painted cranberry to match the trim of the paned windows. Her home of countless childhood memories had often echoed through her mind these last several years, and now it was as if she couldn’t quite believe she was really back. At long last she was home. It was time to reunite with her mother.
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