A dilapidated Queen Anne Victoria, a dead body, and an ex boyfriend complicate life for Meghan Shelby when she returns to her hometown after a ten year absence.
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Excerpt:
Meghan loved this time
of year, though a little too hot to start school in her opinion. Why they felt
the need to go back in August was beyond her. She remembered her mother
complaining about it years ago. “What was wrong with starting after Labor Day
like they did in my day?” Her mother used to rant and rave for weeks before
school started. Even got on the School Board. Not that it changed anything.
School still started the last week in August. Meghan smiled at the memory.
Now that she thought
about it, it was silly. Like they took the last week of vacation away from the
kids. Bet the teachers didn’t like it either.
Meghan pulled into the
school parking lot. Not much had changed here either. New landscaping, new
windows, but that was about it. The old building looked pretty much the same.
Her footsteps echoed in
the empty hall. She’d never been in the school when it was empty before. The
strong odor of wax and other cleaning products prickled her nostrils. The clean
smell lingered through the first few days of school.
It had been a long time
since she’d been to the principal’s office and she stopped outside, took a deep
breath and held it. Here goes nothing. Mr. Duncan said look for Mr. Mac. He must be new in town. It wasn’t a name she
remembered. So what was the worse he could say? Letting out her breath, she
hurried inside, before her nerve left her. A man stood with his back to her,
unpacking a box of books.
“Excuse me. I’m looking
for Mr. Mac.”
“I’m Mr. Mac.” He turned toward her.
Meghan’s breath caught
in her throat. “Patrick!” The word slipped out of her mouth, before she could
stop it. The love of her life stood in front of her, even better looking and
sexier than she remembered. Her heart skipped a beat, her legs turned to jelly,
and she grabbed the edge of the desk to steady herself.
Patrick smiled at her.
That easy smile she remembered from long ago. The smile she used to love. It
lit up his eyes.
“Little Meghan Shelby.
Not so little anymore I see.”
Heat burned her cheeks
as Patrick looked her up and down, apparently taking in every inch of her. He
remembered her. After all this time he knew who she was. Would wonders never
cease?
“Uh, um...” Oh crap.
Now wasn’t the time to get tongue tied. “You’re the principal here?” Lord,
could she work for him. See him every day?
“Yes, I am. I heard you
were back in town. Are you staying then? Do you want to register your child?”
“Huh?” Her child, was
he nuts? “Uh no I’m here about the secretarial position. Mr. Duncan was
supposed to call you.”
“Really? You want the
job?”
“Yes, didn’t Mr. Duncan
call? He told me to come right over.”
“If he did I didn’t hear the phone. I’ve been
in and out of the office.” He nodded toward the stack of books. “Too busy
around here this time of year.” Patrick grinned and motioned her into his
office. “So tell me about yourself. What qualifies you for the job?”
Qualifications? Think
damn it. What was the matter with her? She’d lost all train of thought. “Well,
I’m computer proficient. I’m good with math. And I love children.” What more
could he want?
“I see. So why do you
want the position? Tell me about your education.”
His deep voice sent
shivers down her spine. Meghan couldn’t take her gaze from him. All sense of
reason flew out the window. She had the most God awful urge to reach up and
push his dark hair out of his eyes. “I’m a former Math major, have two years of
college. I’m a quick learner.” Finally, she looked away.
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Thanks for being part of the group. Enjoyed your excerpt.
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