Nora Roberts
Stories
2
Chapters
34
Words
155.2 K
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Reading
12 h, 55 m
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CLARE BARELY HAD THE COFFEE STARTED AND THE computer booted on her preopening routine when the bookstore doorknob rattled. She glanced over, saw Sam Freemont through the glass panel. Too late to hide, she decided as he’d spotted her, gave her that sly wink and smile. She considered just shaking her head, but he’d only knock, wink, smile. She’d never been able to figure out why Sam thought he was so charming. Unlocking the door, she angled herself in the narrow opening. “I’m sorry, Sam.…-
99.6 K • Ongoing
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HOPE SAID NOTHING WHEN THEY WALKED IN. CLARE started to speak, but Avery shook her head. Understanding, Clare kept her silence. Boxes were stacked everywhere with barely a pathway between. Kitchen cabinets, Clare noted. So that installation would begin soon, but she worried Hope might not appreciate the lovely tiles since the boxes and tarps hid so much of them. They snaked their way through to the wide archway. “The colors are good.” Hope’s tone stayed noncommittal, but she stood in…
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99.6 K • Ongoing
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FRAZZLED, IRRITABLE, AND DESPERATE FOR TEN MINUTES of peace, Clare dragged herself into the bookstore. For a moment, she indulged in some much-needed self-pity. She owned the damn place, didn’t she? She ought to be able to just take the day off, go do something fun like . . . she couldn’t think of a thing. Because she wasn’t in the mood for fun. She was in the mood to sit alone, blissfully alone in a quiet room, and stare at nothing for a couple hours. “Morning!” Laurie sat…
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99.6 K • Ongoing
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