the pillowcase was th

ht Texas sun throu

st. My hear

. I knew

nch B&B, the place where every

eck, then my chest. I

. Clearly. At that awf

nfirmed it. I was back. Back at the start of th

da. Her face sw

ng to help!" Her

e

nion, she' d "borrowed" an antique silver locket from a disp

A local blogger was there, and the s

a pretty trinket, and you deserved somethi

" didn't

nternational travel, the works. I

cidentally" spilled coffee all over

le with an old one of hers. "Blood

onic liver condition. I lo

renda wailed, "I was just trying to fix my mistake! You

blood, he

as crushing. I couldn't wor

treat." Some guru she saw on daytime

exploited. Then, another unstable attendee

e shock, the pa

his frilly bed, the day i

intentions" had pa

hings would

the chair. Then, I remembered my father, Rober

arked. Col