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ma'am." He let her go with a quick kiss on the lips, then turned to deal with their children. |
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D.J. walked toward the squad car sitting in front of the house. Reaching it, she opened the door, put her foot inside, then turned and stared back at her family. |
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A lot had happened since the morning over six years earlier when she'd lost her father and gained a mother. Rich had been sentenced to two consecutive life sentences in Columbia Prison for the murders of Marianne and Brian McCall; with extra sentences added on for his other crimes, he wouldn't know freedom for a very long time. With Rich out of the way, the tentative gang structure had collapsed, and Lakeview had regained its reputation as a midsized town with a small-town flavor. |
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Chris never brought up the subject of the flying gun, or D.J.'s desire to thank an empty room, and she never explained. She often reflected upon the time with her motherremembering each moment, each word, each lesson as a special gift. But she kept the truth to herselfthe secret of Josie Belmonther mother and guardian angel. |
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When the sheriff in Isadora retired D.J. took the job. Though leaving the old Victorian house in Lakeview had pained her, she'd come to understand that she'd craved the house for what it represented, not the house itself. She'd wanted a home. Now she understood that wherever Christian and their children resided her heart and therefore her home would lie. All in all, their lives were so close |
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