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The laugh that followed Frank Delaney’s final bid sounded a lot like dirt being shoveled onto a grave. The auctioneer barely looked up when he…
By the time Mara Ellis arrived in Grey Harbor, the town had already decided two things about her. First, that she was from somewhere larger…
At the end of a narrow hill road in Minh Chau stood a watch repair shop so small that most people passed it without noticing….
When Mara accepted the position at the little town library, she imagined her days would be simple. She would shelve returned books, stamp due dates,…
When Nora first rented the house with the blue gate, everyone in the neighborhood had an opinion. “It sticks in winter.” “The roof sings when…
When June Ainsley rented the old shop on Willow Lane, people assumed she was opening a boutique. They were wrong in ways that became clearer…
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Everyone in Saint Aldwyn agreed on two things about Mr. Rowan Pierce. First, that he knew more about bells than any reasonable person should. Second,…