Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Sunday morning descended on Laurel Valley dressed in church bells and sunshine, the kind of morning that made even skeptics consider the possibility of grace.
Dylan stood at her apartment window, coffee cooling in her hands, watching families make their way toward the white-steepled church at the center of town.
The O’Haras would be among them—five brothers in their Sunday best, wives corralling children, Anne and Mick leading the procession like they’d been doing for forty years.
Tomorrow, Marcus Rowan needed an answer. Tomorrow, she had to choose between the practical path and the impractical life she’d been building here one day at a time.
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