Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (27 page)

A
s
he
w
a
l
k
ed
over
t
o
the
main
ho
u
s
e
he
de
c
ided
h
e

d
h
a
v
e
t
o
wor
k
o
n
reini
n
g
i
n
th
os
e
though
t
s
.
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t
would
n

t
do
t
o
h
a
v
e
mor
e
g
u
i
l
t
l
a
y
ere
d
ove
r
wha
t
h
e
alread
y
ha
d
t
o
deal
w
it
h
.

O
ver
dinne
r
,
an
upbeat
J
or
d
an
pa
ss
ed
N
ick
the
s
ca
l
loped p
o
tat
o
e
s
and
de
c
ided
it
w
as
good
t
o
h
a
ve
a
man
around
the
t
a
ble
ag
ai
n
.
S
he
m
iss
ed
Sc
o
t
t
.
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h
at
w
as
a
g
iven,
but
li
v
i
n
g
on
th
e
ou
t
s
k
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r
ts
o
f
t
o
w
n
w
ithou
t
Sc
o
t
t
,
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e
ha
d
m
i
s
s
e
d
h
a
v
i
n
g compa
n
y
,
m
iss
ed
bei
n
g
around
people
in
gene
r
al.
W
ith no
one
but
H
ut
t
on
t
o
ta
l
k
t
o
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diffi
c
ul
t
.
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u
t
h
a
v
i
n
g
N
ick at
her
t
a
ble
w
as
b
o
th a
pleasure
and a
weigh
t
.
Gl
anc
i
n
g
ove
r
a
t
H
u
t
t
on
,
s
qui
r
mi
n
g
i
n
he
r
hig
h
chai
r
,
J
or
d
a
n
s
o
on
realize
d
sh
e
w
as
r
u
s
t
y
a
t
ma
k
i
n
g
s
impl
e
dinne
r
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
ion
and
men
t
a
l
ly
k
icked
he
r
s
elf.
N
o
p
i
t
y
pa
r
t
y
t
onigh
t
.
I
t
w
a
s
n
’t
e
ve
r
y
d
a
y
sh
e
ha
d
a
g
u
e
s
t
.
A
f
t
er
a
l
l,
before
she
opened
up for
b
us
in
es
s,
she
could
u
s
e
a
l
l
the
pra
c
tice
she
could
get
at prepa
r
i
n
g
mea
l
s
and
en
t
e
r
t
aini
n
g
g
u
e
sts
in
her
home
around the
dinner
t
a
bl
e
.

O
u
t
o
f
th
e
co
r
ne
r
o
f
h
i
s
e
y
e
,
N
ic
k
w
atc
he
d
H
u
t
t
o
n
p
l
a
y
w
it
h
he
r
food
.
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b
a
b
y

s
t
as
k
s
eeme
d
s
impl
e
enoug
h.
F
rom
th
e
t
r
a
y
o
f
he
r
hig
h
chai
r
,
sh
e
p
icke
d
u
p
he
r
b
r
igh
t
g
reen peas
,
on
e
pe
a
a
t
a
t
i
me
,
an
d
droppe
d
the
m
on
t
o
th
e
f
l
oo
r
.
S
h
e
woul
d
the
n
lea
n
ove
r
th
e
s
id
e
t
o
chec
k
ou
t
a
ll
th
e
littl
e
g
reen
spec
k
s
d
o
t
t
i
n
g
th
e
ti
l
e
.

W
hen
J
or
d
an
n
o
ticed
what
she
w
as
d
o
i
n
g
,
she
said,

H
ut
t
on,
s
t
op
tha
t
.

J
or
d
an
t
ore
apa
r
t
a
c
r
u
s
t
y
ro
l
l
and
hande
d
i
t
off
.

H
ere,
t
r
y
s
ome
of
th
i
s
bread
.

D
e
spe
r
a
t
el
y
,
w
anti
n
g
dinner
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
ion,
J
or
d
an
t
i
l
t
ed
her
head
and s
t
udied
N
ic
k

s
e
xpr
e
ss
ionl
es
s
fac
e
.
S
he
de
c
ided
it
w
as
up
t
o he
r
.

P
elican
P
o
in
t
e
i
s
k
in
d
a
off
the
bea
t
en
path.
T
h
ere
i
s
n
’t much
in
the
w
a
y
of
jo
b
s
her
e
.
W
ere
y
ou
j
u
st
pa
ss
i
n
g
through loo
k
i
n
g
for
work
and
M
u
r
p
h
y
p
o
in
t
ed
y
ou
out
here?”

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