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I’m only a few blocks from home.

I drive faster. I ignore all traffic laws. Stop signs become invisible. Speed limit signs are just numbers that mean nothing.

When I turn down my street, I slow so I don’t scare anyone. Maryanne.

I park my car and see Maryanne sitting on the porch right where I left her.

I approach the house slowly even though my heart is hitting very hard inside my chest.

“Everything good?” Maryanne calls out.

“Yup,” I lie.

Maryanne takes one look at me and stands up. “Hey. You look pale. You look… scared…”

“Do I?” I ask. I force a laugh. “A deer jumped out in front of me.”

“Oh, no.”

“Yeah. It was just… you know…”

“Yeah, that will get anyone worked up. Just be thankful you didn’t hit it.”

“That’s what I keep telling myself,” I say. “Thank you for helping.”

“I didn’t do a thing. I just sat here and sipped coffee. Did a little more reading up on this conspiracy about birds. I don’t believe it.”

“You shouldn’t.”

That’s all I have to say to Maryanne for now.

I go into my house and lock the door.

I run upstairs and find Saxon sitting on his bed with his keyboard in front of him, working on his piano lessons.

“Nothing bad happened,” he says.

“I know. It’s my job to check up on you.”

I take Saxon’s dinner bowl off his nightstand and go downstairs.

I pour myself a big glass of wine in the hopes of calming my nerves.

Once I’m calm, it only lasts a few seconds.

Now I’m irritated. Pissed off. Annoyed.

Why?

Because of Cutter Buckley.

My life was certainly calmer before he showed up to town.

So… when the hell is he leaving for good?

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Cutter

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