Killing Me Softly (2010)
“Bryan said to his father. He had one hand braced on the mantel and was staring into the Blackberry Inn’s oversize fireplace as if there were dancing flames to contemplate. Which there were not. It was midsummer and still too warm for a fire, even in Vermont. But staring at the dark, empty hearth kept him from letting his eyes get stuck on one of the countless photos of Dawn, or him and Dawn together, that littered every room of this place.
She was on her way. Right now. Beth was picking her up at the airport in Burlington, an hour away. She would be here soon. Any minute now, and he could barely believe he was going to see her again for the first time in five years. He was going to see her again, now, in the middle of the biggest mess he’d ever landed in. He was going to see her. And it was going to rip his guts out.
“So what did?” Josh asked.
“What did what?” Bryan glanced at his father, sitting in the big rocker recliner with a cup of coffee and looking less like the relaxed, conten...t innkeeper than he had since he’d first arrived in this town.MoreLess
She was on her way. Right now. Beth was picking her up at the airport in Burlington, an hour away. She would be here soon. Any minute now, and he could barely believe he was going to see her again for the first time in five years. He was going to see her again, now, in the middle of the biggest mess he’d ever landed in. He was going to see her. And it was going to rip his guts out.
“So what did?” Josh asked.
“What did what?” Bryan glanced at his father, sitting in the big rocker recliner with a cup of coffee and looking less like the relaxed, conten...t innkeeper than he had since he’d first arrived in this town.MoreLess
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