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  “It’s been hard on me, too,” Seth told her, his hand continuing its soothing motion. “I’ve always loved fishing, but my heart’s been with you from the moment I left.”

  Justine stroked his shoulder, delighting in the smooth skin there. “I didn’t tell anyone at home what I was doing. I knew if I told my mother or grandmother I was flying up to find you, they’d tell me it was impossible, that I was taking too big a chance.”

  “You’ve always had an incredible sense of timing,” Seth teased.

  “I do, don’t I?” She rubbed her cheek against the hard muscles of his chest, loving the feel, the sight, the scent of this man. She eased her leg over his.

  “When do you have to leave?” he asked.

  “Late Sunday afternoon.”

  His hands were in her hair again. “In that case, we’d better make up for lost time, don’t you think?”

  Justine was in full agreement.

  Grace woke early Monday morning, feeling more contented than she had in a long while. Buttercup, her golden retriever, who slept on the floor beside her, got to her feet, tail waving vigorously as Grace folded back the covers and climbed out of bed.

  “Good morning, sweetheart,” she said, reaching for her robe. She wondered what Dan would think if he learned that she’d replaced him with a dog.

  Buttercup ambled behind Grace into the kitchen and then let herself outside, through the pet door. While the dog did her business, Grace brewed a small pot of coffee. Humming softly to herself, she showered and chose a red plaid blouse and jean jumper to wear to the library. She slid her feet into a pair of matching red shoes, and then popped two slices of whole wheat bread into the toaster for breakfast.

  When it was time to leave, Buttercup followed her to the car. Grace rubbed her companion’s ears, grateful that her dog would be waiting for her when she returned.

  Buttercup was the perfect housemate: loving, obedient, reliable. She’d return to the kitchen through her dog door as soon as Grace left. And then, when Grace got home, Buttercup would come out to greet her again.

  The sun was out, but rain was forecast for the afternoon. Grace loved the autumn months; she remembered that Dan used to feel the same way. Having worked as a logger most of his career, he’d always been at home in the woods. Only in recent years, with much of the forest land closed to lumbering, had Dan taken a job with a local tree service. He’d never complained, but she knew he’d hated it and longed to return to the woods.

  The sadness was back, and Grace forced her thoughts away from her soon-to-be ex-husband. Wherever Dan was now and whoever he was with, she wished him happiness. She’d never been able to give him that, even in the early years. They’d married young. Grace was pregnant with Maryellen by the time they graduated from high school. She’d married Dan and he’d enlisted and gone off to Vietnam, but the man who returned wasn’t the same man who’d left. Almost forty years later, he still suffered from nightmares and memories he refused to share. She never knew what had happened in those dark jungles, and Dan always said it was better that she didn’t.

  As usual, Monday morning at the library was slow after the heavy weekend activity. Grace decided to change the bulletin board and brought out the packet with a scarecrow, a black cat and a pumpkin patch. They had sets of cardboard cutouts for every season and holiday; Thanksgiving would be next, followed by Christmas. She was busily working on it, when she heard a male voice behind her.

  “I’d like to apply for a library card,” Cliff Harding told her assistant, Loretta Bailey.

  “I can help you with that.” Loretta pulled out a form and set it on the counter. She paused when she saw Grace watching her.

  Cliff looked over his shoulder. “Hello, Grace.”

  “Hello.” She hoped her voice didn’t betray how flustered she felt.

  “I thought it was time I got a library card, since I’m in Cedar Cove practically every week.”

  “We have the highest percentage of people with library cards per capita of any town or city in Washington State,” Loretta informed him proudly as she handed him a pen.

  “I’m impressed,” Cliff said as his gaze moved back toward Grace.

  She tried to ignore his appreciative stare but couldn’t. All at once she found herself fumbling and a tack fell and rolled across the floor. Bending to retrieve it, she nearly bumped heads with Cliff Harding as he, too, bent down. He was dressed in the same western style as he had been earlier, complete with a Stetson and boots. She even thought she detected the scent of hay on him.

  “Are you ready to have dinner with me yet?” he asked in a stage whisper while both of them were crouched.

  She glanced up at Loretta, who was carefully studying some paper or other, but Grace wasn’t fooled. Her coworker was keenly interested in Grace’s answer, perhaps more so than Cliff.

  “I…don’t think so.” She could feel the heat radiate from her face. His interest left her uncomfortable and out of her element. Her last date had been with Dan, when they were both teenagers. That was almost four decades ago—in a different century! The world was a vastly different place now.

  “Would you consider having coffee with me, then?” Cliff asked.

  Before Grace could respond, Loretta stood on her tiptoes, leaned over the counter and smiled down at them. “You can take your break now if you want.”

  Grace resisted the urge to groan out loud.

  “The Pancake Palace?” Cliff suggested, grinning boyishly. He seemed thankful for Loretta’s encouragement, even if Grace wasn’t.

  “Five o’clock,” she said, none too pleased.

  His smile broadened as he stood. “I’ll be there.”

  Grace came to her feet and glared across the counter at Loretta. Cliff, meanwhile, had started toward the door.

  “What about your library card?” Grace called out.

  Cliff didn’t break his stride. “I’ll fill out the form next time I stop by,” he told her.

  By five o’clock, Grace still wasn’t sure she’d meet Cliff Harding. Good manners won out. She might be nervous about seeing him, but she’d agreed to be there, and Grace believed in keeping her word.

  Cliff slid out of a booth at the restaurant and stood when she approached. “I wasn’t sure you’d come,” he said quietly.

  “I wasn’t sure I would, either,” she admitted and got into the red upholstered bench across from him. She righted the beige ceramic cup.

  Cliff raised his hand in order to catch the waitress’s eye.

  “I’m coming,” Goldie announced from behind the counter. The elderly waitress had been with the Pancake Palace for as long as Grace could remember—as far back as her high-school days. It was a new employee, not Goldie, who’d confused the credit cards.

  Bringing the glass coffeepot, Goldie poured Grace’s cup first, then refilled Cliff’s. “You two planning to stay long?” she asked Grace. “The Chamber’s coming here for dinner.”

  This was Goldie’s subtle way of informing Grace that if she didn’t want the entire business community to know she was having coffee with Cliff, she’d better cut this meeting short.

  Grace wanted to kiss the older woman’s hand. “We won’t be long.”

  “Up to you,” Goldie assured her with a wink.

  “Thanks,” Cliff said.

  “Yes, thank you, Goldie.”

  Now that he had her attention, Cliff stared down at his coffee, avoiding eye contact. “I have a fairly good notion of how you’re feeling just now.”

  Grace sincerely doubted that. “You do?”

  “You’re nervous, a little agitated and your stomach’s full of butterflies. Am I close?”

  Actually, he was. “Close enough. How’d you know?”

  “Because I’m feeling the same way.”

  “You said you’d been divorced five years?” Did that mean this state of tension in the presence of the opposite sex went on indefinitely?

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want to discuss it?” It’
d help if he talked about himself because she had no intention of spilling out the private details of her life.

  “Not particularly.”

  “Children?”

  “One daughter. She’s married and lives on the East Coast. We talk every week, and I make a point of flying out to see her once or twice a year.”

  At least he kept in contact with his child, unlike Dan who’d abandoned both Grace and their daughters.

  “Susan—my wife—fell in love with a colleague from work,” Cliff said. His hand tightened around the mug and she noticed a spasming muscle in his jaw. “According to what she said at the time, she’d never been happy.”

  “Is she now?”

  “I wouldn’t know. After the divorce I retired and moved to Olalla,” he said, mentioning a local community ten miles south of Cedar Cove.

  “The locals call it Ou-la-la,” Grace told him.

  “I can understand why. It’s beautiful there. I have forty acres and raise quarter horses.”

  “It sounds lovely.”

  “It is, except for one thing.” His eyes locked with hers. “I’m lonely.”

  That was something Grace understood far too well. Her marriage had never been completely happy, but over the years Grace and Dan had grown content with each other. There was a lot to be said for contentedness—conversation over dinner, a night out at the movies, a repertoire of shared experiences. Dan had usually been there to greet her when she walked in the door after work. Now there was only Buttercup.

  “I’m looking for a friend,” Cliff told her. “Someone who’d be willing to attend a concert with me every now and then, that’s all.”

  The idea appealed to Grace, too. “That would be nice.”

  “I was hoping you’d think so.” His tone was gentle and encouraging.

  “But,” she hurried to add, “only after my divorce is final.”

  “All right,” Cliff said.

  “One more thing.” She met his eyes again. “I’ll call you next time. Agreed?”

  He hesitated. “Agreed, but does that mean you don’t want me going into the library?”

  “You’re always welcome,” she told him. “Just as long as it’s on library business.”

  “Sure.” He reached for his mug and raised it to his lips, but not before Grace saw a smile lift the edges of his mouth.

  She had the sneaking suspicion that he was about to become a frequent library patron.

  Things had been strained between Rosie and Zach ever since the night of Eddie’s open house at school. Rosie blamed her husband for that. Zach simply didn’t appreciate how much she did. He seemed to think she sat around the house and watched soap operas all day while he was at the office. He didn’t understand how complicated her life was. She was so busy she sometimes left the house before he did and didn’t return until late in the evening. Now Zach expected her to cook a four-course dinner on top of everything else, she thought angrily.

  She’d asked him to attend Eddie’s school function and he’d been annoyed with her for days afterward. Eddie was Zach’s son, too, and meeting his teacher was a small thing. Yet Zach had complained the entire evening. First about ordering pizza for dinner, then about the green peppers, and he hadn’t wanted to wear his suit to the school meeting, and… Later that night, despite her best efforts, their discontent with each other had escalated into a full-blown argument.

  They hadn’t resolved it in the days that followed, either.

  After two weeks of this nonsense, one of them had to make a conciliatory gesture. Despite the fact that she’d been up past midnight reading over the committee report for the PTA planning meeting scheduled that evening, Rosie rose at the crack of dawn and fried bacon and eggs. She used to take the time to cook a real breakfast for her family. She hoped Zach would realize she was trying and that would appease him.

  Rosie broke the eggs into the pan once she heard Allison stir. The kids were on different schedules now that Allison was in high school, which made coordinated meals more difficult. But if it was important to her husband that she spend half the morning in front of a stove, she’d do it in order to maintain the peace.

  “I have eggs cooking for you,” she told her daughter when Allison stepped into the kitchen.

  “I hate eggs,” Allison said, slamming her backpack onto the table.

  “Since when?”

  Her daughter eyed her as if Rosie were mentally lacking. “Since forever.”

  “I forgot.” Vaguely Rosie could recall long-ago battles over breakfast. “What about some bacon then?”

  “Yuck.” Her daughter opened the refrigerator and pulled out a soda.

  Rosie was appalled. “You can’t have that!”

  “Why not?” Allison looked at her with disdain. “I have a pop every morning. Why can’t I now?”

  “Fine, if that’s what you want.” It wasn’t worth a fight. All the books Rosie had read about raising teenagers recommended carefully choosing your battles. Giving in on the soda seemed minor compared to not letting Allison pierce her nose.

  Rosie turned off the burner and slid the fried eggs onto a couple of plates, together with the fast-cooling bacon. Walking down the hallway she knocked and opened Eddie’s bedroom door. His room was an environmental disaster area, and as much as possible, she averted her eyes. Her son was sprawled across his bed, comforter on the floor.

  “Are you interested in breakfast?” she asked.

  Eddie lifted his head and blinked at her. “Mom?”

  “Do you want breakfast?” she repeated.

  He sat up, suddenly wide-awake. “Yeah,” he said with enthusiasm.

  This was more like it.

  “The chocolate ones are my favorite.”

  “Chocolate what?”

  “Pop-Tarts.”

  “I fried you bacon and eggs.”

  Eddie wrinkled his nose as if she’d suggested he dine on slugs. “No, thanks.” He flopped back on his pillow and reached for the comforter on the floor.

  All right, so much for that. Venturing toward the master bedroom, she found Zach just as he was coming out of the walk-in closet, dressed in his suit and tie.

  “I cooked breakfast,” she said, a bit stiffly.

  He nodded as though he approved.

  “Are you ready to eat?”

  “I can’t now,” he said, looking down at his watch. “I’ve got an early-morning appointment.”

  That was just great, dammit! No one appreciated her efforts or the fact that she was functioning on less than five hours’ sleep. Whirling around, Rosie returned to the kitchen, dumped the congealed bacon and egg in the garbage and forcefully opened the dishwasher. She shoved in the plates.

  Zach entered the kitchen. “I’m leaving now.”

  “Have a good day,” she muttered under her breath.

  “You, too.”

  Her husband stopped in front of the door leading to the garage. “Would you like to meet for lunch this afternoon?”

  So Zach did realize what she was doing. Now he was making an overture, too. “I think that’s a lovely idea.” She offered him a grateful smile and he smiled back.

  “Eleven-thirty?”

  Rosie nodded and he walked over to her and kissed her cheek.

  “Dad,” Allison called, racing into the kitchen. “Can I get a ride with you?”

  “Only if you hurry.”

  “I’ll just be a minute.”

  “Meet you at the car.”

  Allison dashed toward her bedroom and returned two seconds later with her sweater, grabbing her backpack from the table as she went.

  “Do you have your lunch money?” Rosie asked.

  “Duh? Of course I do.” Allison kissed her cheek in the same fashion Zach had and was out the door.

  No sooner had they left than Eddie appeared in the kitchen doorway. “Is my Pop-Tart up yet?”

  “Almost,” she muttered and searched the cupboards until she located a box of her son’s favorite breakfast food.

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sp; An hour later, Eddie left to catch the school bus and Rosie straightened up the kitchen, turning on the dishwasher. Still in her ratty, ten-year-old housecoat, she went to the bedroom and pulled open the dresser drawer to take out fresh underwear.

  It wasn’t until she was in the shower that she remembered she had to be at the school by noon as a lunch volunteer for Eddie’s class. She groaned and raised her face to the water. She’d be away tonight, too. As it was, Zach didn’t approve of her chairing this PTA committee. She’d taken the position a year earlier and had promised to serve until the end of term and no longer. But last June not a single parent had stepped forward to volunteer. Rosie had no choice but to continue as chair.

  She dressed and was about to call Zach’s office when the phone rang. A half hour later, she was rushing out the door, about to ward off an emergency concerning the new choir robes at church. Somehow their order had gotten switched with that of another church, somewhere in Florida. It was imperative that the correct robes show up before the end of the month. At the church, she painstakingly repackaged the robes, made half a dozen phone calls and took the boxes to the post office to return to the company. Not until eleven-thirty did she realize she still hadn’t called Zach. Taking out her cell phone, she punched in the number to her husband’s office.

  “Smith, Cox and Wright,” came the pleasant—and unfamiliar—female voice.

  Rose eased to a stop at a red light. “This is Rosie Cox. Could I speak to my husband, please?”

  “Hello, Mrs. Cox, this is Janice Lamond. I don’t believe we’ve met, have we?”

  “No, we haven’t,” she said. The light changed to green and she sped forward.

  “I’m sorry, but Mr. Cox left the office. I understand he was meeting you?”

  They hadn’t agreed to meet anywhere, at least not that she remembered. Where the hell would Zach go? Think, think, she ordered herself.

  “Did he take his cell phone?”

  “I’m sorry, he didn’t. Mr. Cox said he didn’t want to take any calls.”

 

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