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I would have never wanted anyone to tell my great-grandma Dori no, so I find myself nodding. “Okay.”
She opens her arms and pulls me into her, although her head reaches my breasts, and I’m afraid I’m going to smother her. Drawing back, she keeps her hands on my arms. “Thank you. I can’t wait to tell everyone. I’ll be in touch on dates and times. We should leave you to it then. If we enjoy this book, maybe you’ll become a regular, and we’ll read all your books.” She looks over at the table.
Then she walks over and grabs the white envelope there, seeing my name on it. Calista told me that Alice was the one who first gave her the key to the cabin, that Great-Grandma Dori put her and Jean in charge of getting it to Calista.
“Have you read it?”
I shake my head. “Not ready.” Maybe the truth will stop Alice from continuing to pry into my life.
She nods. “Well, you should soon. There’s a reason your cousin picked this moment to give you the key. Whatever is in that letter will help guide you along this journey.”
My eyebrows scrunch. I don’t understand what she’s talking about.
She sets the letter back down and takes my hands. “Just read it, please…soon. I’m saying this as a grandma. It’s important, right, Gilbert?” She turns to the old man who has remained silent this whole time.
“She was quite adamant when she left them with me.” Gilbert, who used to be the town lawyer, must have been in charge of Great-Grandma Dori’s things, but I know Calista has all the letters now.
I nod, though I’ll open it when I feel like it, without anyone forcing me to.
“Well, let’s go, gang.” And just like that, Alice is back to business.
“We’re going back?” Neil says. “I thought we were staying here?”
“Get a clue,” Jean says and walks out with Gilbert following her.
They leave, and I shut the door, grabbing my laptop again.
I write until late, and although I could spend the night, I want my own bed, so I drive home. The lights are on at Hudson’s. When I look at the time, I know he’s likely giving Adley a bath right now. Boy, do I miss her already, and it was just this morning when I saw her last. I could easily go over there, Hudson wouldn’t care, but with Theresa in his life, I feel as though we’re going to have to start maintaining some boundaries. Boundaries we’ve never had before.
I park in my one car detached garage, and as I walk to my door, I hear Hudson whisper-shout my name. Turning around, I walk toward his back door. He’s standing there barefoot in jeans and a sweatshirt, his hair messy. It’s my favorite look on him.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“We have a problem.”
