By Ruth Ryan Langan
Desperately accumulating as a lot wealth as attainable which will commence the hunt for her misplaced sisters, Addy reveals herself stuck up in her passions for an embittered invalid, a drunken loner, and a mysterious and obsessive stranger.
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Several shutters hung at odd angles. Except for a few sparse tufts of grass, there was no lawn, just a patch of dry, barren earth. Addy swallowed back her disappointment. It definitely wasn't the house with the white picket fence that she'd hoped for. But it still wasn't a total loss. Though the house would be described by most as shabby, Addy felt that there Page 5 was a certain solidness about it that was comforting. It would, after all, be the first real house in which she had ever lived. Rusty hinges protested loudly when Addy pushed open the gate.
The curtains had been drawn against the world outside. The room was in semi-darkness. She could make out a dark mound in the bed, moving in quiet, steady rhythm. She closed the door and let out the breath she'd been holding. Thankfully, he was still asleep. Past noon and he was still sleeping. Addy shook her head as she made her way to the kitchen. It had been a long time since she'd known anyone who stayed up all night and slept all day. " At the unexpected sound of Sam Money's deep voice she froze.
Her eyes kept darting toward the escape route behind her. He saw the way she kept close to the door, with the distance of the room between them. Ready to run like a rabbit if he made a move. Still, though she clutched her battered suitcase with a death grip that was turning her knuckles white, she stood her ground. He couldn't help but admire the way she faced him, holding her head proudly, keeping her spine stiff. He'd known a gangly youth who had once faced the world in exactly that same brazen manner.
Addy Starr (Love Spell) by Ruth Ryan Langan