Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (152 page)

“
M
u
r
p
h
y
s
a
y
s
y
ou
can
dr
a
w
.
”

“Some
,
”
L
il
ly
replied
s
h
yl
y
.

N
ic
k
g
l
ance
d
u
p
a
t
W
a
l
l
y
an
d
reco
g
nize
d
mal
e
in
t
er
e
st
whe
n
h
e
s
a
w
i
t
.
“
S
h
e
’
s
g
o
t
t
alen
t
.
S
ho
w
hi
m
wha
t
y
ou
’
ve
g
o
t
,
L
il
l
y
.
”

T
en
minu
t
e
s
l
at
er
L
il
ly
t
i
l
t
ed
her
ske
t
ch
pad
in
N
ic
k
’
s dire
c
tio
n
.
H
e
looked
back
at
a
pe
r
f
e
c
t
rendi
t
ion
of
him
s
elf.
J
or
d
a
n
ha
d
bee
n
r
i
gh
t
.
T
h
i
s
w
as
no
ca
r
ica
t
ure,
but
r
a
ther
a good
l
i
ken
es
s
of
h
i
s
fac
e
.
“
L
oo
k
s
j
u
st
l
i
ke
m
e
.
”

L
il
ly
t
ore
off
the
sheet
w
ith
N
ic
k
’
s
po
r
trait
and
handed it
t
o
J
or
d
an.
S
he
immed
i
a
t
ely
be
g
an
ske
t
chi
n
g
a
w
r
iggli
n
g
H
u
t
t
o
n
wh
o
would
n
’
t
s
i
t
s
t
il
l
o
n
N
ic
k
’
s
l
a
p
.
L
eani
n
g
over
N
ic
k
’
s
shoulde
r
,
as
if
in
a
supe
r
v
is
o
r
y
capa
c
i
t
y
,
J
or
d
an
wh
i
spered
in
h
i
s
ea
r
,
“
T
old
y
ou
she
had
t
a
len
t
.
”

A
n
o
ther
t
en
minu
t
e
s
of
w
at
chi
n
g
L
il
ly
had
W
a
l
ly
g
rowi
n
g
more
and
more
fa
s
c
ina
t
ed.
E
ven
a
mechanic
who
k
new n
o
thi
n
g
a
bout
a
r
t
reco
g
nized
ta
lent
when
he
s
a
w
i
t
.
W
hen she
fin
i
shed
H
ut
t
o
n
’
s
po
r
trai
t
,
he
t
ook
it
out
of
her
hand.
“
Y
ou
are
good.
I
’
m
n
e
x
t
,
”
he
said,
as
he
t
ook
N
ic
k
’
s
p
l
ace
in
th
e
chai
r
.

Realizi
ng
W
a
l
l
y
’
s
in
t
er
e
s
t
i
n
L
il
l
y
,
J
or
d
a
n
de
c
ide
d
sh
e
’
d
h
a
v
e
to
kee
p
a
n
e
ye
o
n
hi
m
.
B
u
t
n
o
t
no
w
,
sh
e
though
t
,
as
sh
e
g
athere
d
u
p
J
oe
y
an
d
t
oo
k
K
yr
a
’
s
hand
.
“
W
e
’
r
e
of
f
to
ge
t
lunc
h
.
”

A
s
s
oon
as
she
s
t
epped
out
s
ide
the
t
en
t
,
she
s
p
ied
a
l
l the
people
w
aiti
n
g
in
lin
e
.
S
he
shot
a
g
r
in
in
L
il
l
y
’
s
direct
io
n.
“
Girl
f
r
iend
,
y
o
u
m
a
y
h
a
v
e
a
c
r
am
p
i
n
tha
t
han
d
o
f
y
ou
r
s
befor
e
nightfa
l
l
.
Y
o
u
h
a
v
e
a
lin
e
ou
t
th
e
doo
r
.
”
W
it
h
tha
t
,
J
or
d
an
and
N
ick
headed
off
w
ith
the
k
i
d
s,
le
a
v
i
n
g
L
il
ly
t
o renew her
dream as
an
a
r
t
i
s
t
,
e
ven
if
b
r
ief
l
y.

The
food
cou
r
t
con
s
i
s
t
ed
of
t
en
bo
o
ths
s
et
up
alo
n
g
the
g
roun
d
s
of
C
i
t
y
P
ar
k
.
A
s
they
approached
the
commons area, they sp
o
tt
ed bo
o
ths
of
f
e
r
i
n
g burge
r
s,
r
i
b
s, BB
Q
,
and
t
ac
o
s
f
rom
s
mok
e
-f
il
led
g
r
il
l
s
manned
by
b
u
s
y
coo
k
s.
O
ther vendo
r
s
p
u
shed
their
f
unnel
cak
e
s,
homemade
ice
c
ream, and
kettle
co
r
n.
A
slew
of
cardboard
t
a
bl
e
s
draped
w
ith
v
i
n
y
l checkered
t
a
blecl
o
ths
lined
the
fo
o
t
paths
where
the
c
rowd compe
t
ed
for
a
p
l
ace
t
o
s
it
and
eat
the
food
the
y
’
d
bough
t
.