Lumberman Werebear (Saw Bears book 7)
“Granted, Cassie had lived hours away from an even smaller one in South Dakota when she’d lived with the Red Claws, so Saratoga was a sight for sore eyes when Haydan drove them down the main drag through the downtown historic district.
Tiny shops lined the road, and she was surprised at how busy it was for a Monday afternoon. The crowd seemed to be from a clearance sale at an antique shop. The sign was written on an old wooden board in hand-painted letters that matched the old-timey feel of the store. There was even a hot dog vendor out front.
“Can we go there afterward?” she asked, her gaze following the knickknacks and furniture that had been arranged out front.
“You like old furniture?” Haydan asked with a surprised look before he put his eyes back on the fender of Tagan’s jacked-up black pickup.
“Not just furniture. Historic stuff. I like things that have been passed down and have history.”
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