“For a brief moment she wondered if she had imagined what had happened between them in the woods. If so, she had one heck of an imagination. Perhaps, if she didn’t get the Letni account, she should switch professions and try writing romance novels. Dana and Aly came around the corner of the house. They were arguing until they spotted Catherine. “Mom!” Dana came hobbling toward her dragging a rusty old bike with bent handle bars, a crooked seat, no tires and only one wheel. “Look at this!” It was... awful. She frowned at it. “Must I?” “These are the only bikes in the basement.” “Are you sure?” She turned to Aly who hadn’t yet reached the age where she needed to always be on the offensive. Aly nodded. “That’s the best bike of the bunch. It has a wheel.” Catherine tried to sound cheery. “Then we’ll have to spend our time sailing instead.” Dana gave a bitter laugh. “In what?” “There’s a sailboat. I’m sure it’s in the boathouse.” “Oh.” Dana had that sassy look about her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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