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She’d examined an article around a few uncommon glasses being outlined for individuals like her, but she questioned they worked as well as the makers expecting. It was way better to acknowledge what was or maybe than hold out for a few unlikely daydream that would never compare to the genuine thing.“Emerald utilized to be my favorite color,” she told him. “I have no thought what it looks like, but I knew if there was an Emerald City it had to be beautiful.”“It is.”Something moved, clearing out her feeling as well uncovered. Her look floated to the table. “So, you were saying you’re an introvert.”“I like my protection and attempt not to concern myself with other people’s conclusions at whatever point possible.”“You must cherish dressing in something as nonexclusive as a tux.”He chuckled and flashed a smile. “It does keep things on an indeed playing field. It’s astounding how in an unexpected way individuals treat a individual when they swap out a originator suit for worn out blue

Individuals DRESSED in outfits and tuxedos sifted into the cozy book bar over from the musical drama house, reminding her of where they were and how long they’d been lost. She come to in her satchel to check the time on her phone, stunned to see it was nearly midnight.There were a few missed calls and writings from Toni inquiring where she was. A few stressed ones too.She couldn’t tell her family what happened. Couldn’t clarify how seeing Sawyer Cleric with another lady completely crushed her. They’d never get it why seeing their father’s protégé kissing a lady would devastate her. And it really hadn’t.Strangely, the man sitting over from her had truly crossed her way at accurately the right time.Guilt crawled through her. She ought to at slightest let her sister know she was secure. She didn’t need to take off this small asylum, but she had to get back.“Thank you for making a difference me tonight.”“Please don’t thank me. I feel awful I thumped you over.”She shrugged, happy th

She had no idea what just happened or if she’d done the right thing. She usually trusted her brother’s opinions and listened to his advice. But she was done taking orders from half-informed men.Something brushed her bare arm—Parker’s knuckle. “Are you all right?”She looked him in the eye. “Who are you?” “Parker Hughes.”“How do you know my brother?” “Scout was my best friend growing up.”She frowned. Evelyn didn’t grow up like ordinary children. She’d had a terrible life, the sort no child should ever have to endure. “Did you meet her when she lived at St. Christopher’s?”“No. I met her when she lived at the tracks.”None of this made any sense. “What are the tracks?”“A dark place where homeless people go.” He barely flinched as he said the words, which made her believe he was telling the truth. Holding her stare, he confessed, “I lived there, too.”She dropped into a vacant seat, blinking as her mind worked to make sense of all this. “You … lived there? You were homeless?”“Not a

I think you are wrong to want a heart, It makes most people unhappy.If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart.”L. Frank BaumThe Wonderful Wizard of OzTHE FOLLOWING morning Isadora ignored several calls from Lucian. She was tired of thinking, so she tried reading, but her brain wouldn’t shut off. Around eleven, a door slammed, followed by heavy footsteps.Operation Avoidance was over.Sheshutherbookandtookacalmingbreath,waitingforthe accusations to fly.“You don’t know how to answer a phone?” Lucian barked the second he stepped into the den.“Good morning, Lucian.”He scowled. “I called you over a dozen times.” “I know. I was busy.”“When did you get home?”She stood and put her book on the table. After righting the pillows, she walked past him toward the kitchen. It was almost lunch and she was in the mood for a salad.“Isadora.”“Yes?” she called, making her way to the fridge. “Are you going to tell me what happened?”She pulled out some lettuce, tomatoe

Her mind raced with ideas for a baby shower and little itty-bitty outfits and soft blankets. Oh, she was going to spoil that kid rotten!As she pulled onto the highway her phone rang. Since she was driving, she didn’t look at the caller ID.“Hello?”“Bella?”Her smile faltered. “S—Sawyer?” “How are you?”“I’m … okay.” Why was he calling? “Is something wrong?” He hadn’t called her in months and now, after running into him just last night, he was talking to her again?She caught her breath. Last night she’d fallen right to sleep, without sparing Sawyer a single thought. Considering what had happened… The realization shocked her.“I wanted to speak to you—in person. Are you free tonight?”She frowned, her stomach pinching with uncertainty. She couldn’t see him. Seeing him led to tears and she didn’t need to cry anymore.Make up an excuse! “I’m in the city, well, just leaving it anyway.” “I can wait.”Her gut instinct was to say no. “I don’t know, Sawyer—” “Please, bella. I need to see yo