Finally Home Chapter Six

Finally Home

D. A. Ratliff

Chapter Six

The Townsend house sat on the opposite side of the island from where Jasper and Tillie Ellison lived. On the way, Cade gave Lia an overview of the Townsend family.

“Will Townsend, Magdalene’s husband, owns a couple of lumber mills and a factory that manufactures shrimp traps. The Gulf oil spill impacted Will’s business, but word on the street is business has improved.”

“How about Magdalene? You called her a busybody.”

Cade chuckled. “Don’t tell Mom I told you, but those are her words. I only knew Magdalene as Jimmy Townsend’s mom. We were in high school together. My mother taught elementary school years ago, and she had her first run-in with Jimmy’s momma when we were around eight. Jimmy was a troublemaker.”

“And you weren’t?”

He feigned shock. “Me? I was never bad,” and broke into a mischievous grin.

“I have a feeling there is an interesting story or two there.”

“Not sure how interesting, but there are a few stories I could tell later. After she left teaching, Mom served on the school board for several years. Magdalene ran for the board after her kids were grown, and she was a thorn in everyone’s side. If it was not Magdalene’s way, it was not acceptable. She stepped on more than a few toes and was finally defeated when she ran for reelection the third time.”

“From her demeanor when I met her, I assumed she could be difficult. How many children does she have?”

“Just Jimmy and Darlene. Jimmy works for his father, and Darlene married a Marine officer. Last I heard, they were overseas somewhere. Now Charlotte is divorced with one daughter, Josie, and yes, named after Josephine. Her ex-husband’s quite wealthy and set up a trust fund for her only if she and the daughter stayed away from him. Josie will likely be there. She and her mother rarely go anywhere without each other.” He turned onto a narrow residential street and then continued. “The other cousin is Richard, married to Luci, no kids… he’s an engineer and works for the state of South Carolina Highway Department. Luci teaches French.”

“You are very well informed.”

“Thanks to my mother. I knew some of the names, none of the details, but I expected you would have questions.” Cade grinned impishly. “Mom comes in quite handy.” He pulled up in front of a two-story red brick house with several peaked rooflines, sitting on the water. He grabbed her hand. “You ready for this?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” As Cade started to get out of the car, Lia stopped him. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“Glad you let me.”

They walked up the curved sidewalk through a well-manicured lawn. Cade squeezed her hand as they reached the front door, then pushed the doorbell. A stocky gray-haired man opened the door.

“Well, come in.” He offered his hand to Lia. “Nice to meet you, Amelia. I’m Will Townsend.”

Lia stepped past him, and he shook Cade’s hand. “Well, well, Sadie Lee, you’ve changed.”

“Will, good to see you. I came with Lia because Sadie had a prior commitment.”

“Glad you did. I wouldn’t want to meet this group without reinforcements. Come on, you two.”

They followed Will to a large and expensively furnished room at the rear of the house. Like the Ellison house, windows and a large sliding glass door leading to a brick patio revealed a quiet marsh with open water beyond.

Magdalene rushed over, grabbing Lia’s hand while looking past her at Cade. “Welcome, Amelia, and I see you brought your lawyer.”

Cade flashed a half-grin. “Here as her friend, not her attorney.”

Will interrupted. “Sadie had other plans, so having Cade here is nice. We haven’t seen him much since he moved back to town. Now, why don’t you introduce Amelia to everyone?”

The warm welcome Will offered faded to a decidedly icy welcome from the others in the room. Charlotte was shorter and heavier than Magdalene, her dark hair cut in a chin-length asymmetrical style, trendy clothing, and sparkling jewelry. Her daughter Josie was tall and slender with long black hair and dressed similarly to her mother. Lia noted Josie couldn’t take her eyes off Cade.

Raymond and Luci sat on one of the two couches, looking grim. Raymond was tall, gray-haired, with a patrician nose and a permanent frown, and Luci was petite, thin, with short curly gray hair. Lia noted her eyes, a peculiar shade of amber, were lively, but her pinched expression conveyed she wanted to be anywhere but sitting in her sister-in-law’s house.

Amelia said hello to everyone and handed the box of chocolates to Magdalene. Magdalene seemed a bit taken aback but thanked her.

Charlotte patted the empty chair next to her. “Amelia, dear, please come sit by me. We are so anxious to get to know you.”

Lia glanced at Cade, who gave her an almost imperceptible nod, and she sat in the chair next to Charlotte. Cade sat down on one of the twin couches.

“My dear, that necklace, that’s Aunt Josephine’s, isn’t it?” Charlotte touched the necklace, and Lia consciously tried not to recoil.

“Yes, it is.”

“Oh, how I loved her jewelry. Every time I would visit, she’d be wearing a gorgeous piece. She promised me she wouldn’t forget me when she died.” Charlotte’s eyes narrowed as she continued. “She became so ill at the end. With Sadie Lee protecting her, we couldn’t see her as often as we wanted.” She patted Lia on the arm. “I know if you’d been here, you wouldn’t have kept us away from her.”

Lia leaned against the other side of the chair. “I understand that Josephine chose not to receive visitors in those last few months.”

Will, apparently sensing the building tension, interrupted. “Amelia, Cade, what can I get you to drink? We have all the hard stuff, and we have wine.”

Lia smiled. “Scotch neat for me, please.”

Cade nodded. “I’ll have what she’s having.”

Magdalene looked around the room. “Amelia, please tell us what you think about our little town.”

“I’ve only been here a few days, but it is a beautiful place. I’ve been reading about some of the outer islands and would love to see them. Thought I might take a drive next week to get better acquainted with the area.”

Will handed her a squat tumbler of scotch. “I was sixteen when my family moved here from North Carolina, and my dad started building shrimp traps. I fell in love with this place.”

Josie had been standing next to the patio doors since they arrived. She wandered over and sat down next to Cade. “I prefer Savannah. We lived there until I was fourteen. Why we had to leave there and return to this forsaken little town is beyond me.”

Charlotte made a little mewing sound, then told her daughter harshly. “You should be grateful we had family in Beaufort. I’ve told you if you want to go live in Savannah, go.”

Magdalene, lips tightly closed, glared at her sister. “Charlotte, why don’t you tell Amelia why you named Josie after her Great Aunt Josephine?”

“When I was little, I loved visiting Aunt Josephine and Uncle Franklin’s house. They didn’t live in the house you are staying in, but a house on Bay Street. I would sneak away after school and see Aunt Josephine. She’d let me help her in the garden, or sometimes she’d let me help her cook. We were very close. When I got pregnant, I insisted on naming my daughter Josephine to honor my beloved aunt.”

Raymond snorted, and his wife elbowed him to keep him quiet. Lia suspected he knew the story was a fabrication as she thought it was. With a smile on her face, she responded. “What a lovely story. I’m certain my grandmother was very touched by such a gesture.”

Her comment appeared to annoy Magdalene, who replied icily. “Aunt Josephine was pleased. After all, we grew up with her.”

Lia sucked in the anger that flared within her and answered evenly. “I may not have known her, but from what I’ve learned about Josephine, I imagine she would be pleased.”

Cade seemed to sense her discomfort and changed the conversation by asking Raymond about a new road project proposed for the county. The discussion lasted until a woman dressed in a chef’s coat emerged from the kitchen and announced dinner.

Lia hoped that Cade would be sitting next to her, but on the way into the dining room, Josie whispered something to Magdalene, who nodded. She directed Lia to a seat next to Will at one end of the table. Cade ended up at the other end, next to Josie.

Dinner was delicious, a salad, baked salmon, heart of palm risotto, and asparagus with lime butter prepared by a local caterer. As they finished after-dinner coffee and strawberry shortcake, Lia commented on the meal.

“Magdalene, Will, thank you for such a lovely meal. The food was exquisite.”

“You are welcome. I am not much of a cook. Lillie’s is the best caterer in Beaufort, and fortunately, she had a chef available on short notice.”

Josie drank the last of her wine, then gave Lia a taunting grin. “Since you lived in Paris, you must be accustomed to such gourmet meals.”

Lia shivered but answered calmly. “Well, Paris is certainly full of amazing restaurants and bistros. Most of the time, my meals were quite simple. Stop by the market on the way home and pick up something, salad makings, cheese, and fresh bread. It was nice.”

“I’m surprised you would refer to Paris as nice. After all,…”

Luci interrupted. “I love Paris. Raymond has taken me there every five years on our anniversary. I understand you worked at the Louvre, my favorite place in the world.” Lucy lapsed into French. “J'enseigne le Français au lycée et cours du soir au Collège. J'adorerais pour vous de venir leur parler de la France.”

Lia responded. “J'aimerais parler à vos élèves, si j'ai le temps.”

Josie snipped. “Look at that. Quiet little Luci found someone she has something in common with.”

Will stood up abruptly. “Let’s head back to the den. Definitely more comfortable in there.”

On the way, Lia excused herself and headed for the powder room located off the entry hall. She found Cade leaning against the wall across the foyer, waiting for her when she exited. He walked to her and put his hands on her upper arms.

“How are you holding up?”

“I’m all right. Well, all right is stretching things a bit. I expected it would be difficult, but I have to do this.”

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he leaned down. “You are a lot stronger than you realize—remember that.”

Lia’s heart was racing. He was standing so close to her. She caught a whiff of his cologne, and the spicy scent made her pulse rate even faster. She thought he would kiss her, but a voice interrupted the moment. It was Josie.

“There you are.” She walked over, slipping her arm through Cade’s, tugging him away. “Time for a nightcap,” she leered, “or two.”

Withdrawing his arm, he told Josie. “We’ll be right there.”

Josie’s eyes darted to Lia, then back to Cade. “Scotch, I believe. I’ll pour you one.” She whirled around and returned to the den.

Cade’s annoyance was unmistakable. “Any time you want to leave, you tell me. I don’t think we need to tarry long here.”

“Should I mention the messages?

“No, if I’m reading things right, I believe that’s about to happen.”

“Then let’s get this over with.”

Everyone sat where they had been before dinner, and Lia took the chair next to Charlotte. She watched as Cade sat on the couch next to Josie, who gave him a drink, then laid her hand on his thigh. Lia almost laughed aloud as he glanced sheepishly at her and slid his leg away from Josie.

The tenor of the room took on a chill. Lia shifted nervously in her chair, waiting for the first salvo. It came from Charlotte.

“Amelia, something has been bothering me since Magdalene called and told me a detective had been to see her. Why did you send the police here?

Lia gripped the chair arm but answered in a normal voice. “I didn’t send the police here. I received a threatening text message from an unknown caller, and there was a prowler at the house. The police officer who answered the prowler call from my neighbor instructed me to contact Detective Irvine. I had an appointment with Jasper Ellison the next day, and he called the detective and arranged a time for me to meet with him. Cade went with me, and I got a second text message on the way. When we spoke, the detective decided to contact the family due to the content of the messages, starting with Magdalene since she visited me. “

Magdalene crossed her arms in front of her. Each word spoken, she enunciated with precision. “I did not threaten you.”

“No, you didn’t, and I never said you did. You did tell me how surprised the family was that my grandmother left her estate to me. When the detective asked me what we talked about, I told him.”

Cade stepped in. “Magdalene, there was a prowler on the porch at Lia’s home,” he was interrupted by a snort from Josie but continued. “The police, along with my father and I, are concerned for her safety. Detective Irvine came here because he is a thorough investigator, and it was only logical he would start with people she had contact with since she arrived. No one has accused anyone of sending the messages.”

Charlotte huffed. “The fact is, Aunt Josephine shouldn’t have left anything to you. You may be family by blood, but you were not her family. We were. The estate should have gone to us.”

Lia locked eyes with Charlotte. “I know you were shocked. So was I, but understand, this was what she wanted.”

“Someone talked her into this. I know it.” Charlotte said icily.

“Stop it.” Raymond’s voice was sharp. “No one talked Josephine into doing anything. She left her estate to her granddaughter. And I don’t blame her. You and Josie would have run through her money as quick as you could, and Magdalene, you only want the house because you couldn’t have it.”

He turned toward his wife. “Let’s go. I’ve had enough of this.” As they stood up, Raymond looked toward Amelia. “I am happy for you, and I wish you well.”

Luci grabbed her hand. “It was nice to meet you.” Lia stood up as Luci continued. “I was serious about talking to my class. Please call the French department at the USCB and leave a message.”

“I will.”

Raymond and Luci left, and Lia rose. “It’s getting late. We should say goodnight.”

Will shook his head. “No, not yet. Please sit down.” Lia complied.

He addressed his wife and sister-in-law. “You two need to apologize to Amelia. Leaving her estate to Amelia was Josephine’s choice, and Amelia wasn’t privy to that decision. We should be concerned if someone is attempting to intimidate her. Cade, any idea who would do this?”

“No, but Detective Irvine is continuing to investigate who might be sending the text, but at the moment, there is little to go on.”

Magdalene gave her husband the same glare she had given Charlotte earlier. “William, I told Amelia I would tell her what I thought, and I think Josephine did her family a disservice.” She directed her next words to Lia. “There is no denying we believe that Josephine wronged us, but I assure you I didn’t send those texts, and I am certain neither did Charlotte.”

All eyes turned toward Charlotte, who sucked in her cheeks but said nothing.

Lia rose again. “As I said earlier, I didn’t accuse anyone, but someone is sending texts telling me to give up my grandmother’s estate and leave town. I…”

Charlotte stood up, taking a step toward Lia. “Then perhaps that is what you should do.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Lia saw Cade rise quickly. She smiled at Charlotte. “I’m not going anywhere, not at least for now. My grandmother requested I stay in Beaufort for a while and learn more about the town where my father grew up. And that is what I’m going to do. Magdalene, Will, thank you for dinner. It is getting late, and I think it’s time for us to leave.”

Will and Magdalene followed Lia into the hallway, Cade behind them. Magdalene retrieved Lia’s purse from the library.

Handing it to her, Magdalene looked at her husband before speaking. “Amelia, I want you to know this isn’t personal. We simply never expected to be blindsided by Aunt Josephine. Whether we were close or not, we were family. The only family we’ve ever known. Yes, we knew you existed, but you were never here. It was a shock.”

“I expected it was, but it was a shock to me as well. But I intend to honor my grandmother’s wishes. If anything, it assures me I can provide a good future for my brother. Good night.”

The night was silent save for a few croaking frogs and the sound of a motorboat in the distance. Lia and Cade crossed the yard to his car without a word. He opened the door for her, and as she got in, Josie came out on the porch and called his name. Rolling his eyes, he gave Lia a slight smile, and after closing her door, he walked over to Josie.

Lia watched as Josie, standing on the steps, tucked a piece of paper in the pocket of Cade’s blazer, then leaned down to whisper something in his ear. Cade took a step back and returned to the car. Neither spoke until they pulled away from the curb.

“You handled them very well.”

Lia sighed, leaning her head against the headrest. “I’m just glad it’s over. Do you think any of them are behind the texts?”

“My bet is on Charlotte if anyone is involved.”

“Or maybe your new friend. She seems the texting type.”

Cade reached into his jacket pocket. “Here…” handing her the folded piece of paper. “You can tear that up for me.”

“Not interested in the lovely Josie?”

“Not in the slightest….”

Without thinking, she blurted out, “Interested in someone else?

“As a matter of fact,…. “

Lia stared at the paper she held, embarrassed at her question and unaware of the longing expression on his face as he looked at her. All she could see was Veronica telling her to stay away from him. The problem was that she didn’t want to stay away from him, which frightened her.

“Maybe you should keep this.” She held out the paper.

Stopped at an intersection, he took the note from her and tore it up. “I told you, not interested.” He turned left onto Ribaut Road, heading toward downtown Beaufort.

Lia tapped on the door handle, thinking about the evening, “Cade, why didn’t any of them contest the will?”

“Remember, her will only dictated her funeral wishes, a simple affair. She disposed of her estate before her death, allowed by law in South Carolina. There was nothing to probate or sue over. I hadn’t reviewed the lists of bequeaths she made before she died, but I believe all three of Penelope’s children received something. Josephine was careful not to forget them, so they couldn’t complain that she was not of clear mind and neglected them. They might try malpractice, saying we gave her bad advice, but I can assure you that’s not what happened.”

“I know you and your father did what was right, but who? The only people who seem to have a reason to try to get me to give up the estate are the people we just had dinner with.” She shook her head. “It isn’t hard to believe any of them would be capable of intimidation, but I can’t see any of them following through on threats.”

“I wouldn’t be so certain. Magdalene was difficult when she was on the school board, using coercion to get her way. One of the board members revealed some years later, when he announced he was gay, Magdalene had threatened to oust him if he didn’t vote the way she wanted. He didn’t, and she never followed through, but who knows what she’s capable of when a lot of money is involved.”

“I don’t know. She seems like every bully I’ve ever met—challenge them, and they run. On the other hand, Charlotte and her daughter seem capable of plotting.” She shook her head. “I don’t think Raymond is involved. He doesn’t appear to like his sisters.”

Cade chuckled. “No, he didn’t.” They were approaching downtown, and he stopped at a red light near the restaurant in the old bank.

Through the front windows, it appeared from the crowd inside the bartender was right about how popular the restaurant was, even at nearly ten p.m. She watched as a couple exited arm in arm and walked up the street. She spoke more to herself than to Cade. “The bartender told me the restaurant was hopping at night.”

“You’ve eaten there?” The light changed, and Cade pulled away.

“I got a sandwich to go and ate it in my car at the marina on Wednesday.” She blew out a breath. “That seems so long ago.”

“A lot has happened to you in a couple of days.” He glanced at her. “By the way, the bartender is right. They have great food. I’ll take you there for dinner sometime soon.”

“That—that would be nice.” She hoped he didn’t notice her shaky voice, and she changed the subject. “What’s with Will? He doesn’t seem to fit into that family.”

“Good question. I met him when I was a kid but got to know him a bit when he donated lumber for a Habitat for Humanity project we were doing not long after I moved back. Found him to be a straight player with a good sense of humor, nothing like Magdalene. They say love is blind.”

Tears welled in her eyes, and Lia turned toward the side window. Love was blind. She had thought she was in love with Nigel, but now she wasn’t so sure. She’d never felt for Nigel what she felt for the man beside her, which frightened her more than the threatening texts. Composing herself, she answered.

“I liked Will, and I hope Magdalene isn’t involved, for his sake.”

“Me, too.”

They arrived at the house, and Cade parked in front. The lights were on the ground level, and a few cars sat in the driveway. “Looks like Sadie and Danny are back.”

“I recognize those cars. They belong to Danny’s friends, good guys.”

Getting out of the car, he walked around to find Lia had already gotten out. He sighed. “Exactly how am I going to be chivalrous if you don’t let me?”

“I think your knight-in-shining-armor status is intact. Opening a car door for me won’t improve your standing.”

“Well, I hope not.”

They crossed the street to the house, and Lia opened the door, calling for Sadie, who came from the kitchen.

“Well, looks like you two survived the lion’s den. How was it?”

“I’ll tell you all about it.” Lia turned to Cade. “Coffee?”

“I’d love a cup.”

Over coffee, Lia and Cade gave Sadie a recount of the evening. After they finished, Cade announced it was time for him to go home. Lia walked him to the front door.

“Thank you for going with me.”

Cade grasped her shoulder. “My pleasure. I enjoyed being with you even in that environment.” He hesitated, “I’ve got a hectic week ahead, at least the first three days. We have depositions scheduled all day on Monday, two on Tuesday, then back-to-back on Wednesday. So, until later in the week, I have one day off— tomorrow.

“Then you should rest on your only day off.”

“No. Tomorrow I am assuming my role as your tour guide. I’ll pick you up at nine, and we’ll go somewhere for brunch, then the grand tour.” He leaned down, lightly kissing her cheek, and whispered in her ear. “Don’t forget to set the alarm. See you in the morning.”

Lia closed the door and, while he waited outside, set the alarm, then gave him the thumbs up. He smiled warmly and headed toward his car. She leaned against the door watching as he drove away. Touching her cheek, Lia still felt the warmth and softness of his lips brushing her cheek, wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

Another car drove by slowly, and in the dim light of the lone streetlight, Lia thought she recognized the driver as the bald man who had cut her off earlier in the afternoon. It was hard to tell in the darkness as the moon had just begun to rise, but the exterior color appeared dark blue. She watched until the car turned the corner out of sight. Deciding Beaufort was a small town, she imagined she’d see a lot of its citizens often, so she promptly forgot about the car, turning her thoughts to Cade.

Footsteps interrupted her musings, and she turned as Danny and his friends approached, carrying their awards. She spent some time with them, hearing about the banquet, and then excused herself and went to bed.

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Lia awakened around six-thirty, laughing at how well she had adapted to Beaufort’s time. She headed downstairs, accompanied by Rhett, fed the complaining feline, and fixed coffee before going outside. Sitting on the back deck on Sunday morning, she enjoyed her coffee while listening to the birds chirping as the sky brightened from violet to blue.

She was unsettled and nervous regarding her feelings for Cade and tried to reconcile what she wanted to do with her life. What was it her grandmother had written? If I allowed my worst moments to define my life, I must be prepared never to enjoy life again. Lia decided to enjoy life again, but where and with whom.

The door opened, and Sadie appeared in her bathrobe, carrying a cup and the coffee pot. She sat, poured a cup, and warmed up Lia’s.

“You’re looking awful pensive on such a beautiful morning. What’s on your mind, child?”

“The question of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”

Sadie grinned, shaking her head. “Well, you solve all that, and we won’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

“You think?”

“I’m going to church this morning. You’re welcome to come with me.”

“Thanks, but I have plans.”

“Plans?” Sadie’s grin turned playful. “They include a handsome young attorney?”

Heat flushed Lia’s cheeks, and she was hoping her face hadn’t turned beet red. She looked down at her coffee as she answered. “Cade told me he would like to take me on a tour of Beaufort. He has a huge case starting Monday, so today is his only day off. He’s picking me up for brunch and then for a tour.”

Sadie sat back in her chair. “You know your grandmother adored Cade. He was such a nice young boy. Now, mind you, he pulled a few pranks when he was a kid, but nothing that would ever hurt anyone. When he was around fourteen or fifteen, he and a bunch of his buddies put several bottles of dish detergent in the big ornate fountain the Moultries put in their yard over off Bay Street. Mrs. Moultrie threw a fit. There were bubbles halfway down the block by the time somebody noticed it. Took the fire department hours to spray it down and get all that soap off the road. I think his momma grounded him for a month.”

“If that’s the worst he ever did, he was a good kid.”

“Let’s just say that’s all I know, but Cade is a good man. A man worth getting to know.”

The tone of Sadie’s voice had taken a decidedly serious turn, and Lia wasn’t sure how to answer. Did she tell Sadie what she felt, or did she keep it to herself? She had trusted Sadie from the moment she walked into the house. She decided to confide in her.

“Cade is a good man.” She gulped coffee. “Are you certain he’s not involved with Veronica?”

“Heavens’ no, child, I told you he had better taste than to fool with her. What makes you think that?”

Lia recounted her run-in with Veronica at the drugstore, and Sadie became angrier with each word. When Lia finished, Sadie shook her head. “My goodness, with all you’ve had to deal with, you had to deal with her self-importance. I’m appalled.” She leaned over, tapping the table. “Listen to me. Cade is not seeing her.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I saw Tillie Ellison in the grocery store, and I asked her. She likes you quite a bit, by the way.”

“You didn’t say anything about me, I mean, regarding Cade, did you?”

“No, not directly.”

“Not directly….” Lia slumped back in her chair. “What did you say?”

“Tillie said she hoped you and Cade would become friends. I said I believed you already were. That’s all.”

Lia held up her hand. “Enough talk about Cade. I have to get ready.” She started to rise. “I forgot to tell you when I put the jewelry away yesterday morning. I looked again for those pieces you thought should be in the jewelry box. I’m going to the bank tomorrow morning to wire money to my brother. While there, I’ll check the safety deposit boxes. I didn’t have a chance to open them at the bank on Friday.”

“Good, I could have sworn that ring and necklace were here in the safe. It surprised me when we didn’t find them. I just don’t remember her taking them to the bank.”

“You’re certain she didn’t give them to someone before she died?”

“I’m certain she didn’t. That ring belonged to your grandfather’s mother, a beautiful five-caret emerald your great-grandfather bought her when the shrimping business was doing well. The necklace belonged to Josephine’s mother. She always intended for you to have it.”

Lia shrugged. “Let’s hope those pieces are in the bank. If not, we’ll have to look closer here. I’ve got to get ready. See you in a bit.”

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Coming up in Chapter Seven: A Sunday brunch and drive with Cade leads to more questions as the threats intensify.

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Finally Home is a mystery romance novel being serialized on Vocal.media.

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