Grace had bided her time for the past several weeks, playing it cool with Devon for Sophia’s benefit. She’d honed her focus on the concession stand which, thanks to Salvatore, had collected a group of ‘regulars’—the Cheers of the Bitterroot Valley. Today she felt breezy as she took what had become her daily afternoon stroll in to work. The July sun felt rejuvenating on her face, and she tipped her head back slightly to gain fuller exposure. She allowed a long blink, an unthought-of action when she’d been a hurried city dweller in constant fear of being followed. She must be loosening up. Sauntering a little ways further, she caught a glimpse of herself in a shop window. Her hair had grown out a little, and looked ruffled and casual. Her make-up was minimal, much less fussy than had been her norm, and she liked it. She looked like an ordinary small town girl. Taking a few more steps, she caught herself. She’d neglected to make her customary cross to the other side of Main at the corner of Pine View, and was now about to pass the hardware store.
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