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Return to Sandpiper Cottage
Cape Avalon Book 1
by W.M. Andrews
Genre: Contemporary Women's Fiction, Clean Romance
She
had to lose everything to figure out what truly mattered…
Rachel
Whitney is lost. Alone. She needs a place to heal and figure out
where her life went wrong. Where she went
wrong. But the emotional—and financial—scars her late husband
inflicted on her complicate everything.
Now, her only sanctuary is the last place
she ever wanted to see again.
Sandpiper Cottage.
She’s
not surprised to find the house her aunt left her in disrepair. It’s
also just her luck that the only available handyman was once the boy
who let his friends torment her in high school.
She can now
confidently say her misery is complete.
But the good thing
about rock bottom is that there’s only one place left to go. And
it’s not long before she realizes it is possible
to build a beautiful life for herself—maybe even a life that
includes a second chance at love.
The only real question now
is if that life will be at Sandpiper Cottage, or somewhere
else?
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Shelter at Sugar Beach
Cape Avalon Book 2
She’s
determined to avoid romance and happily ever after. Life has other
plans…
Veterinarian
Tina Archer is grumpy and proud. Being widowed young from a terrible
marriage can do that to a person. But she’s been living life to the
fullest and isn’t a bit sorry.
Until a routine medical exam
reveals the toll her freedom-loving lifestyle—and the stress that
comes with being a single mom—has taken on her health.
She
knows it’s time for a life makeover and she’ll do what needs to
be done.
But when her son’s Big Brother program matches him
with the annoyingly charming Clark, everything
gets really complicated.
Because how is she supposed to handle a man who seems so eager to
knock down all the walls she’s built around her heart?
All
Tina knows for sure is that it’ll take a lot of soul searching—and
help from her friends—to figure out if a second chance at love is
worth the potential cost.
She can only hope Clark will still
be around when she sorts it (and herself) out…
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Harbor by the Sea
Cape Avalon Book 3
No
one talks about what happens when happily ever after goes
wrong…
Fall
in love, get married, have babies. It was a simple dream.
Evelyn
accomplished the first two easily. She almost had it
all.
Almost.
But
after three years of aggressive fertility treatments, all she had to
show for her efforts was a broken heart and a painful rift in her
marriage. She’d hoped that a dream vacation to the south of France
would heal her and her
relationship with her husband.
Then Eric suggested she go
alone, and she started to question everything.
Did
he want a divorce? Or did he just need a break from their shared
grief? Evelyn wasn’t sure. All she knew was that if she wanted to
find a way to reconnect with Eric, she had to learn to
love herself again.
And
what better place to do that than a harbor by the sea?
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Return to Sandpiper Cottage Excerpt:
“You didn’t come this
far to only come this far.” Big breath in, slow breath out. “Things
don’t happen to me; they happen for me.” Big breath in, slow breath out.
“Tough times don’t last; tough people do.” Big breath in, slow breath out.
“I am capable. I am strong. I believe in myself.” Big breath in.
The slow breath out
stuttered on a small laugh stretching Rachel’s lips. She wasn’t sure there were
enough motivational mantras she could possibly murmur to get her through this
moment.
The brief bit of humor
helped her not throw up as the ferry chugged closer to the island she had sworn
never to return to. Her nerves steadied slightly, but her stomach still
churned. It wouldn’t be so bad if Aunt Eileen was going to be there to greet
her. Of course, if Aunt Eileen was still there, this would be an entirely
different situation. Her dear aunt would have come to her in Rachel’s time of
need, rather than Rachel coming to the island.
Dear Aunt Eileen would
never again be there to greet her, though. The deep tide of grief threatened to
suck her back into its grip, but Rachel had cried enough in the last weeks to
last her a lifetime, and she refused to do so now.
Despite her previous
vow to never return to the Cape, Rachel was now seeing it as almost a refuge
after the terrible debacle that was the last six months of her life. She could
rebuild a new life for herself in the safe cocoon of her childhood home.
Or maybe not her
childhood home. Was teenhood a word? She’d have to Google it.
In either case,
despite her misgivings about returning to Cape Avalon, it had really been the
only decision open to her. And it solved at least a couple of her problems,
even if it created a few more. But that didn’t change the tightness in her neck
and shoulders and the queasy pit in her stomach at the thought of returning.
“Return to your
vehicles. We will be disembarking momentarily.” It was the third time the
announcement had sounded. She really ought to follow the directions.
Digging deep, Rachel
tried hard to be positive. Really, no sane person would consider it a bad thing
to be inheriting a free house on an island not that far from civilization. Of
course, inheritance meant someone had died. In her case, her last living
relative. The aunt who had taken her in when her parents had been killed in a
car crash when she was thirteen. So once again, she was on her way to Sandpiper
Cottage after losing someone in tragic circumstances. In this case, again, it
was two tragic losses. Back-to-back.
And Todd’s death was a tragedy, she insisted to herself.
Anyone’s death was. The fact that his death had confirmed to her that she had
never really known him, and he wasn’t the man she had thought he would be when
they married didn’t change the fact that dying at the age of thirty-five is
beyond tragic. No one, not even a man who lies to his wife about his spending
habits, should die so young. She needed to ignore the relief that pulsed
through her whenever she realized she would never again have to hear his insults
that were couched in seeming concern for her feelings. The so-called endearment
“Honey” was forever ruined for her. She needed to ignore the relief because
guilt always quickly followed.
Surely it couldn’t be
right to be relieved by one’s husband’s death. Of course, the fact that she
hadn’t been implicated in his accident that didn’t seem to be an accident was a
huge relief. The police were still investigating but they had ruled her out as
a suspect. Rachel might never know what really happened to him, and she didn’t
feel she needed to know. He probably had owed money to the wrong people. She
was just lucky they hadn’t come after her.
The fact that Aunt
Eileen’s cancer took her before she could see that Rachel was finally free to
move on with her life brought on the threat of more tears, so Rachel turned her
face into the wind and let it brush away her worries at least for the moment.
A deep, cleansing
breath reminded her that it was always a surprise that the ocean air didn’t
smell salty. Despite her complicated feelings about the island, she had always
loved the freshness of the air. Even if it did unmentionable things to her
hair, she added to herself as she reached a hand up to grab the locks that were
threatening to obscure her view of the rapidly approaching island.
The ferry would be
docking soon. It was well past time for her to go down to her car. But she
hadn’t prepared for the sense of anticipation that flooded through her and
never would have expected. She thought she was dreading her return and she was,
she insisted to herself. But clearly a part of her was excited about it, too.
Fresh starts had
always excited her. Even the ones that had been forced upon her. She’d had
plenty of those. This one was no different. The fact that it involved Aunt
Eileen, even though she had already passed, seemed fitting. Her aunt would be
thrilled if she knew how much of a load the bequest of Sandpiper Cottage was
taking off her mind.
Even though Rachel had
promised herself she would never return to the island, it suddenly felt like a
hiding place from all that had gone wrong in her life in the last decade. If it
didn’t turn out to be the sanctuary she hoped it would be, it would at least
allow her to catch her breath for a moment without having to worry about having
a roof over her head.
The thought of living
in a box under the overpass did not appeal to her in the least, especially not
with winter approaching. A slight shudder made its way through her in the
company of a fierce gust of wind as the ferry made its way out of the more
protected channel onto the open waters where it was to dock at the very end of
the island. Rachel had never properly understood why they didn’t make a
straight run from mainland to island instead of going to the end as they do,
but she wasn’t really a city planner so what did she know?
Shaking her head with
a sigh, Rachel finally turned away from the rapidly approaching dock and
started on her way down to her car, surprised to note she was the last left on
deck. Since it wasn’t tourist season, she supposed everyone else was tired of
or immune to the view. Since she hadn’t come to visit since she had left for
college the day after her high school graduation just before her seventeenth
birthday, she supposed she had an excuse for not being immune to the beautiful
view.
Avalon Cape was
beautiful in any season. And even if one had their reasons for hating their
experience on the island, it was undeniable that the island itself was a gem.
She only hoped she
wouldn’t have to see a single person she had previously known.
That was a ridiculous
and futile wish, she was well aware. With the way the land leases were set up,
they rarely passed out of families. That was the only reason she was actually
there at that time. If she didn’t take up residency that week, she would lose
Sandpiper Cottage within the next couple of weeks, since Aunt Eileen had died
six months ago, almost to the day. Rachel would have to live there for at least
six months in order to keep the lease. If she couldn’t fulfill the lease requirements,
she’d have to sell the house her aunt had loved so much. Most people spread out
their six months throughout the year if they weren’t year-round residents. But
since Aunt Eileen had died six months ago, Rachel would have to stay a full six
months in a row in order to have the lease transferred into her name as her
aunt had stipulated in her will. Aunt Eileen wanted Rachel to have all that she
had possessed. And Rachel wanted to fulfill that wish for her aunt.
Shelter at Sugar Beach Excerpt:
The mirror did not accurately reflect
Tina’s state of mind, that’s for sure, she thought as she regarded herself
critically. She had done exceptionally well with her makeup and hair. Anyone
looking at her might be excused for thinking she was happy for her friends.
“You are happy for them, you idiot,”
she whispered to her reflection. “They’re your friends and if they want to get
hitched, you’re going to smile and nod and clap or whatever the guests at a
wedding are supposed to do. And you’re going to be happy for them, whatever the
outcome. Because they’re your friends.”
Perhaps if she kept repeating it to
herself, she would start to believe it.
But it wasn’t Rachel or Jake’s fault that
her life was a dumpster fire and had been for the last dozen years. No one, especially
not today’s bride and groom, had forced her into getting married at such a
foolishly young age. And it was her idiot former husband who had chosen to walk
out on her and their unborn baby only to die suddenly in a car accident after
leaving her with seemingly irreparable self-esteem issues.
No one knew that, and no one was ever going
to know that. As far as her sweet, little boy was concerned, his father had
been thrilled about his impending arrival and it was the greatest tragedy that
he hadn’t survived to see Tyler’s birth.
Tina might be all dark and twisty, but she
had no intention of putting that on her son. She did her very best to shower
him with love, affection, and attention, even when it didn’t come naturally to
her. It was for that reason she was even willing to consider signing her son up
for the Big Brother program his school was organizing.
The thought of allowing him to go off with
a stranger made her want to throw up even more than the thought of attending
her friends’ wedding that afternoon, so she tried to push it from her mind. One
problem at a time was more than enough, she reminded herself as she tried to do
some of the affirmations and breathing exercises Rachel was always espousing.
The fact that Rachel wasn’t a woo-woo tree-hugger-type was the only reason Tina
would even consider trying such a thing. Rachel swore by her breathing and
sayings. While Tina had zero confidence they would do her any good, they
weren’t likely to hurt her either. And she needed all the help she could get
that afternoon. The very fact that Rachel and Jake were her friends was part of
why this was going to be so hard for her.
Tina was anti-marriage. There was no other
way to put it.
She tried to hide her feelings from
everyone since she had no intention of ever explaining why she felt so
strongly. And it wasn’t as though she was pro shacking up or anything like
that. She was basically of the opinion that adults should be fully autonomous.
Of course, that might curtail any population growth, she thought with a twisted
smile as her gaze strayed once more to the paper on her dresser.
With a stifled oath, Tina turned the paper
over. She couldn’t deal with all the things at once.
She wanted Rachel and Jake to be happy. And
they seemed fully convinced that marriage was going to make them even happier
than they already seemed to be, so Tina was trying very hard to support the
foolishness. She would do her best not to say anything disparaging out loud.
And she would also make a concerted effort not to throw up while she was at it.
But oh the things she was thinking about
their rash decision to wed would curl their hair.
Deep breath in, hold for four, out for
four, in for four, out for four. With a whoosh of air, Tina let all the air out
in the count of probably one, she thought with another wry twist of her lips.
In both theory and in practice, Tina
believed strongly in honesty. For the most part, anyway. It was really only on
the subject of marriage, her own to be specific, that she would lie to your
face and smile while doing so. No one need ever know how perfectly disastrous
her marriage had been. And the fact that Tyler had resulted from said marriage
just went to prove that it wasn’t truly a complete disaster.
But marriage was not for her. And she was
struggling to wish her friends well. But well she did wish them. Honestly, she
did. In the months since Rachel had moved back to Cape Avalon, Tina had learned
to accept her friendship, and she truly tried not to be the unpleasant creature
she had become.
It was a wonder she was having any success
with her clinic with how barbed and cranky she could be. She didn’t mean to be
such a vitriolic mess, but it often happened without her conscious thought. If
you asked Tina to describe herself, she honestly wouldn’t use such negative
words as rancorous, catty, or hostile, but from the things she heard around
town, those were certainly words other people used for her.
She supposed it was only the merest
coincidence that had made her a success – the fact that no other vets had tried
to set up shop on the small island – and she should be grateful not bitter. But
gratitude was far from her forte.
That was another thing Rachel had done her
best to convince her about ever since Tina’s recent doctor’s visit that raised
so many red flags. She had been fortunate that doctor-patient confidentiality
had prevented the clinic from sending the results to the insurance company when
Tina realized there was no way their good rate was going to go through after
those tests. She would stick with her current insurer until she could get the
health concerns under control. All her results had been “borderline” –
borderline high blood pressure, borderline pre-diabetic, borderline high
cholesterol, borderline lung capacity. Tina was beginning to hate the word
borderline. But according to Rachel, the breathing exercises and affirmations
were going to help. Tina was also supposed to be keeping a gratitude journal.
She wasn’t very good about writing it down, but she was starting to fall asleep
at night to the cadence of her thoughts about what she was grateful for that
day. Tina was determined to count that as a win since she had been struggling
with sleep issues ever since Tyler was born. Even though she wasn’t yet keeping
good track of what she was happy about in her life, getting some sleep could
only be a good thing. Even if it was a woo-woo idea, she would take it, almost
like an adult version of a bedtime story.
That thought finally managed to bring a
smile to her face, which was what she had been waiting for. Despite her
feelings about Rachel and Jake committing themselves for life to one another,
she needed to be able to smile at them that day, no matter her convoluted
thoughts on the matter.
As she took one last look in the mirror and
frowned over the pounds she had just started working on getting rid of, Tina
shook her hair over her shoulders and shrugged. It was their life, they were
fully grown adults who happened to think the mistake they were making was the
most brilliant decision possible. She didn’t have very many friends. She was
determined to be supportive of the few she had. Even if that meant smiling at
their wedding. Tina would support them that day to the best of her ability and
on into the future, whatever that might bring.
It was a short drive to Rachel’s house.
They had decided to have their small ceremony on the beach in front of it. Some
would probably think it romantic. Tina thought it was messy.
Of course, it wasn’t messy, she argued with
herself. That side of the island was where all the people with too much time on
their hands lived. The beach was always tidy and groomed within an inch of its
life. It was just the thought of getting sand into her pretty sandals or all
over her new dress that was making her sceptical of the location. But since
Rachel was pretty much alone in the world and even Jake didn’t have a big
family, they decided to keep all their arrangements very small. And they had
romantic notions about declaring their eternal love on the exact spot where
they had realized they truly loved each other.
If Tina didn’t ridicule it in her own mind,
she’d probably puke from nerves on their behalf. What was going to happen when
the new wore off? What if Jake changed his mind and decided to leave Rachel?
While Tina didn’t think Jake was the sort who would ever lift a finger against
a woman, she hadn’t expected that sort of behavior from her own husband,
either. Where would poor Rachel be then if he turned into a different person
unexpectedly? She had already faced so many tragedies in her life.
Tina started the box breathing again. She
wasn’t going to be of any support to her friends if she had a breakdown on
their front porch.
You’ve got this. You’re smart, you’re
strong, you’re calm, you’re in control. Other people’s decisions don’t control
you. You’ve got this. You’re smart, you’re strong, you’re calm, you’re in
control. Big breath in, hold, deep breath out.
Rachel would have a good laugh at her
expense if she knew what Tina had to do to get through her wedding day. On the
other hand, she might be highly insulted. But Tina would ensure the other woman
never found out. Even her few friends had no idea how dark her thoughts could
get. And they would never find out, she swore to herself. No one could know.
That was the only way to make sure Tyler never knew.
Tyler was the brightest spot of light in
her entire life, and she was going to keep it that way if it took every drop of
blood in her over-sized body.
Okay, game time, Tina. Happy, party face
required, she whispered to herself as she stepped onto the beach carpet that
had been installed for the special occasion. That was a nice touch, she
acknowledged as she glanced down at her impractical but pretty shoes.
“Bride’s side or groom’s?”
“I beg your pardon?” Tina had been too busy
concentrating on her feet to notice the guy standing at the back of the chairs.
“Which side are you? Team Rachel or Team
Jake?”
Tina blinked again as though she couldn’t
understand what he was trying to say, but it was really to clear the shock from
her vision. The guy in front of her asking such ridiculous questions was also
the best-looking man she’d ever seen. Just her luck that he appeared to be the
dumbest as well.
“I’d like to think I’m both their friends,”
she began. “Also, they weren’t planning on being that formal, were they?”
The guy’s rich chuckle did weird things to
her stomach, making Tina frown, resulting in cutting his laughter short, for
which she was slightly disappointed but tried to ignore the odd sensations.
“No, you’re right,” he said. “I’m just trying
to meet people as they arrive. I’m new to the Cape, I just started working for
Jake recently when he decided to cut back, but he was gracious enough to invite
me to come along today.” He ducked his head bashfully in a way that any female
other than Tina would think was charming. “I guess my nerves made me awkward.
I’m sorry.”
Tina waved her hand in an attempt to be
gracious. “Don’t worry about it. Weddings can be awkward as all get out, you
won’t be the only one, I’m sure.”
This prompted another deep chuckle, and
Tina concentrated on not frowning in reaction.
“Let’s say I’m Team Rachel just because
I’ll always take the girl’s side if forced to choose, but I actually went to
high school with both of them, so if it wouldn’t cause a traffic jam, I should
really have a seat in the aisle.”
Tina felt pretty proud of herself for what
she’d just said. It was borderline witty, if she did say so herself, making her
seem both pleasant and approachable, not at all like her true self.
“That’s cool,” the handsome guy answered.
Tina almost shook her head. She ought to have a tag for him other than handsome
guy. She didn’t want to be thinking in such terms about anyone. The only
handsome guy in her life was Tyler. And he was nearly eleven and not even
present that day. “So, you probably know everyone here, then.”
Tina let her gaze bounce around the already
gathered guests. He was right. “I do, actually. But I grew up here and only
left temporarily for college and such. So, it is to be expected, I suppose.
Rachel didn’t plan on many or even any of her old colleagues from Chicago to
come to the wedding, and I’ve met Jake’s relatives from away who might be
coming.”
“So, you could introduce me around,” the
handsome guy said eagerly, prompting a return of Tina’s frown. She added to it
by stepping back and shaking her head.
“Sorry, dude, you’re on your own. That is
not a look I want to sport today.”
Dude appeared puzzled but Tina refused to
explain herself, merely turning on her heel and marching away. Thankfully, when
she’d scanned the gathering, she’d spotted Angela, so she knew where to head in
that moment of panicked retreat. She couldn’t leave the wedding. If introducing
a handsome man wasn’t a look she wanted, running away from the wedding would
probably be even worse. It was hard to believe she was being forced to convince
herself to remain at her friends’ wedding. This was a normal adult rite of
passage. She ought to be used to it.
But not having friends meant she hadn’t
been to too many of these, so she hadn’t practiced. Since Angela had married
nearly as young as Tina had and they weren’t at the same college, Tina hadn’t
even gone to her wedding. Determined to get through the uncomfortable day
without causing any further scenes, Tina shoved the handsome guy from her head
with a shake and marched toward her friends.
Harbor by the Sea Excerpt:
The delicious
croissant turned to sawdust in her mouth at the sudden thought that entered her
head.
Was Eric having an
affair?
Was that why he didn’t
want to come with her on what was supposed to be a romantic trip? Evelyn had
thought they would be able to find their way back to the close bond they’d
shared before she’d become obsessed with motherhood. She had truly hoped this
trip would help get them on the right track.
Instead, she was here,
in one of the most beautiful places she’d ever seen feeling decidedly
wrong-footed. She was even more of an emotional mess than she would have been
if he was with her. She couldn’t speak the language, she was deeply jetlagged,
and she was going to get lost at every turn down the rabbit warren of little
streets.
But even the cramped
roads had their beauty, she acknowledged to herself as she sipped the tiny
coffee that was helping to restore her equilibrium. She should have asked for
the coffee to come in a bowl or an entire pot, she thought as she reached the
bottom of the cup with a final sip. That was one more thing she was going to
have to adjust to. The portion sizes were not what she was used to.
She should have come
for even longer. Eating and drinking European portion sizes might help her fit
into that dream dress she had bought when she had finally accepted that
pregnancy wasn’t something she was going to experience for herself.
Evelyn’s circuitous
and less than helpful thoughts were finally interrupted by a familiar jingle.
Someone was video calling. For the space of a heartbeat Eve thought it might be
Eric and her delight leapt. But he never used Facetime. Even before she pulled
her phone out of her bag, Evelyn knew it had to be one of her friends.
“Tina!” Evelyn
exclaimed, more surprised than she ought to be. “What a delight,” she said as
she swiped into the call
Tina’s sarcastic grin
filled the small screen. “You didn’t think I’d let you keep that gorgeous place
all to yourself, did you? I expect you to show me where you are now that I can
see for myself that you made it in one piece.”
“Didn’t you get my
text?”
“Do you mean the three
words you must have dashed off as you were waiting for your suitcase?” Tina
asked with an eyeroll. “That hardly counts.”
Evelyn was embarrassed
to be talking on a speakerphone in the crowded coffee shop but was too happy to
hear from her friend to terminate the conversation. It was so refreshing to be
reminded that someone cared about her after she had been feeling so glum
moments before.
“I haven’t paid my tab
yet so I can’t show you the views, but check out this cute little café,” Evelyn
said, turning the camera around so that Tina could see the décor surrounding
her.
“It’s very you,” Tina
said with a grin. “But seriously. I can see you made it there physically, but
how are you really? Besides the jetlag,” she added when Evelyn had opened her
mouth to say she was tired.
A laugh huffed out of
her. Evelyn could always count on the more acerbic woman to call her on any
attempts to fool herself or others.
“I’ll be ok, but I’m
still a little stunned to find myself here by myself.”
Tina nodded. “I can
only imagine.” Her frown of commiseration filled the screen even as she seemed
to be searching Evelyn’s features. “Do you think you’re going to feel safe
there? I know you said you wanted to see it all for yourself even if you had to
do it alone. Do you still feel that way now that you’re there?”
“I really do, Tina.
And when you called, I was just thinking that maybe being alone will be for the
best.”
“You’re too romantic
to believe that,” Tina scoffed, forcing another laugh from Evelyn’s belly.
“I understand why
you’d say that, but why I think it might be good is because a total change of
scenery will make me reconsider myself.”
“Are you thinking of a
makeover?”
“Maybe a reckoning.”
Tina’s grin was full
of approval. “That’s the spirit.”
“I should go, Tina. I
need to walk off the massive croissant I just ate.”
“Okay, Eve, I need to
get on with my day, too, but I just wanted to check in.”
“I truly appreciate
it, Tina. Give your little guy a squeeze for me.”
“Will do. Eat a
croissant for me.”
Evelyn was laughing
even as she clicked the end button. It was a surprise to hear from the other
woman. Evelyn had never really considered herself terribly close with the
veterinarian. She was more a friend by association. Evelyn had become friends
with Rachel, who lived next door to her and Eric. Rachel’s aunt Eileen had been
Evie’s best friend since she and Eric had moved to the island. Rachel had
become her friend when she’d inherited her aunt’s house after that dear woman’s
untimely death from cancer. Two of Rachel’s old schoolmates had come into
Evelyn’s circles along with Rachel. But she hadn’t necessarily considered them
to be really her friends. It was lovely to hear from Tina.
It also highlighted
the fact that Eric hadn’t called her.
I learned to read when I was four or five, listening to my mother read to me when I was lonely after my brother started school. Ever since, I’ve had my head buried in books. I love words – historical plaques, signs, the cereal box – but my first love has always been novels.
A little over ten years ago my husband dared me to write a book instead of always reading them. I didn’t think I’d be able to do it, but to my surprise I love writing. Those early efforts eventually became my first published book – Tempting the Earl (published by Avalon Books in 2010). It has been a thrilling adventure as I learned to navigate the world of publishing.
I believe firmly that everyone deserves a happily ever after. I want my readers to be able to escape from the everyday for a little while and feel upbeat and refreshed when they get to the end of my books.
When not reading or writing, I can be found traipsing around my neighborhood or travelling the world with my favorite companion.
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ReplyDeleteI like the cover. Looks good. Sounds like a good story.
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