It was hard to go along as though nothing was wrong. Especially when the blocks she’d spent so much time building, such as her job, friendships, and a burgeoning relationship with the sheriff and his daughter, were about to come tumbling down. She’d just set her purse on the end table by the door when she heard a faint buzz from inside. Worried that it might be her mother, she hurried to paw through to the bottom of the handbag where everything always seemed to land. Sure enough, her cell sat buried under a pile of unpaid bills, napkins, and ew—was that the sandwich she forgot to eat at work yesterday? She thumbed through to her most recent text messages and saw three from her mom, two from Uncle Max, and one from her cousin, Bethany. What the heck was going on now? She kicked off her boots on the way to the sofa and sank down with a relieved sigh before opening her mom’s notes. Hi dear, Laurel’s lips twitched.
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