Page 225 of Inheritance


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“Super, seriously super.” She bent to rub Yoda. “We finished nearly an hour ago, then grabbed some lunch so Corrine could get me started on our guest list.”

“An hour ago?”

“She’s good; so am I. Terrific natural light in the studio. I might try some classes there. And how was your day?”

“Eventful, initially. Our resident bitch went off before you’d headed down the road. Slamming doors, ringing the doorbell. Nothing very creative until she blew a gale through the library. It actually lifted my chair off the floor, with me in it.”

“God, Sonya.”

“It was her clapback for me calling her a pest. She’s been quiet since. Clover’s hung with me, and Jack played with Yoda. All inall, a typical day at the manor. Oh, and Molly’s airing out our bedrooms.”

Cleo looked up. “What a good idea. A perfect day for it.”

“Now tell me why I don’t have the files from the shoot.”

“Because we decided she’d wait to send them until I got home, so we could look at them together. And I’m texting her right now that I am, and we will.”

“Are you sure you got enough? Hardly an hour at it?”

“Nearly an hour and a half,” Cleo corrected. “And yes. We looked them over in the studio. I know what you want, and so does Corrine. Slick, professional, but with a casual, just-living-your-life feel.”

“Well, yeah.”

“Let’s go see if we pulled that off.”

“I’m grabbing a Coke,” Sonya said as they went inside.

“Good idea. I’ll take one.”

In the kitchen, the box of treats sat on the counter. But this time a note sat beside it. In very formal, careful cursive, it read:

Toss it.

“Cleo.” Sonya tapped a finger on the note.

“Well, just wow. Messages from the beyond? Toss one and see.”

Yoda sat, butt wiggling. After digging out one of the little biscuits, Cleo tossed it in the air. Yoda leaped, snagged it, landed.

“Oh, well done, Yoda.” Cleo applauded. “Well done, Jack. Let me do one. You’re a champion dog.”

“He wrote a note,” Sonya murmured. “I was afraid I scared him, but he wrote a note.”

Cleo put an arm around her shoulders. “There’s an awful lot of good energy in this house. Let’s go up.”

Yoda settled by the fire as Cleo pulled a chair over to join Sonya at the desk.

She opened the file.

“Okay, you did get plenty, and I can already see you’re right about the light. It’s perfect.”

She started clicking through, enlarging when one struck her.

“You can probably tell I started out with a basic Vinyasa, to warm us both up.”

“Added a Tree Pose, which is perfect, and really lovely. But, I think, too typical.”

She continued on.

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