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“I seriously doubt that.”

She smiled and turned onto the path.

“Do you know who I am?” he called out.

She glanced back. His expression couldn’t have been more threatening. “Should I?”

“I’m Liam Jenner, damn it!”

She sucked in her breath. Liam Jenner. The J. D. Salinger of American painters. My God… What was he doing here?

He could see that she knew exactly who he was, and his scowl turned smug. “We’ll compromise on seven then.”

“I—” Liam Jenner! “I’ll think about it.”

“You do that.”

What an obnoxious man! He’d done the world a favor by being so reclusive. But still…

Liam Jenner, one of the most famous painters in America, wanted her to sit for him. If only she were twenty and beautiful again.

Chapter 13

Daphne put down her hammer and hopped back to admire the sign she’d nailed to her front door.

It read NO BADGERS ALLOWED (and this means vous!). She’d painted it herself just that morning.

Daphne’s Lonesome Day

“Use the stepstool to check that top shelf, will you, Amy?” Kevin said from the pantry. “I’m going to move these boxes out of the way.”

As soon as they’d returned from town, Kevin had enlisted Amy’s help taking inventory of their food supplies. For the past ten minutes she’d been darting assessing glances between the pantry where he was working and the kitchen counter where Molly was preparing for the tea. Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

“It’s sort of interesting, isn’t it, that you and Molly got married about the same time as me and Troy.”

Molly set the first slice of Bundt cake on the Victorian cake platter and listened to Kevin dodge. “Molly said she was going to need more brown sugar. Anything up there?”

“I see two bags. There’s this book I read about marriage…”

“What else?”

“Some raisin boxes and a thingy of baking powder. Anyway, this book said that sometimes couples who, like, have just got married have a hard time adjusting and everything. Because it’s such a big change.”

“Is there any oatmeal? She said she needed that, too.”

“There’s a box, but it’s not a big one. Troy, like, thinks being married is awesome.”

“What else?”

“Pans and stuff. No more food. But if you’re having trouble adjusting or anything, I mean, you could talk to Troy.”

Molly smiled at the long silence that followed. Eventually, Kevin said, “Maybe you’d better see what’s left in the freezer.”

Amy emerged from the pantry and gave Molly a pitying glance. There was something about the teenager’s sympathy and those hickeys that was getting under her skin.

Tea wasn’t nearly as much fun without Kevin. Mrs. Chet—actually Gwen—didn’t try to hide her disappointment when Molly said he had another commitment. She might have cheered up if she’d known that Lilly Sherman was staying there, but Lilly didn’t appear, and Molly wasn’t going to announce her presence.

She was setting out the pottery mixing bowls so she’d be ready for breakfast the next morning when Kevin came in through the back carrying groceries. He d

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