She glanced down at the guest list for this evening’s benefit dinner and studied each name, willing one of them to transform into Dr. John Holden. But he wasn’t coming, and she hadn’t heard from him in weeks. She’d known his attendance was a long shot, but she’d mailed the invitation nonetheless. Two invitations, actually. One to his cabin and the other to his office in town, just to be sure he’d receive it.A cool breeze nipped at her legs, and she ventured into the house and up to her old bedroom. It didn’t feel like home, but it was a happier place than the house she had shared with Steven. She once again thanked her lucky stars that they hadn’t ended up married. She’d only seen him once since the night she’d caught him with the hookers, three weeks ago during the sale of their house. His haggard appearance had startled her, and if the gossip her friends had fed her could be trusted he was heavily into drugs.Shaking the memories away, she walked into her closet and selected a black shimmering dress and a pair of red heels.
