Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (157 page)

“
S
is
s
y
i
s
n
’t
a
n
y
on
e
’
s
good
neighbo
r
.
”
A
s
they
zi
g
z
a
gged their
w
a
y
a
c
r
os
s
the
c
rowded
par
k
i
n
g
l
o
t
be
t
ween
the
ca
r
s, he
leaned
in
t
o
her
and
wh
i
spered,
“
W
hat
do
y
ou
s
a
y
we
s
t
op and
get
s
ome
of
th
os
e
r
i
b
s
before
we
head
home
for
supper? T
h
at
w
a
y
y
ou
wo
n
’t
h
a
ve
t
o
coo
k
.
”

S
he
shook
her
head
and
l
aughed,
po
k
i
n
g
him
p
l
a
y
f
u
l
ly in
h
i
s
own
r
i
b
s.
“
I
n
e
ver
k
new
y
ou
were
such
a
chowhound.
Y
ou
’
v
e
bee
n
ea
t
i
n
g
a
l
l
d
a
y
.
”

B
u
t
whe
n
a
c
r
an
k
y
H
u
t
t
o
n
be
g
an
t
o
r
ub
her
e
y
e
s
and
f
us
s,
J
or
d
an
pu
l
led
on
N
ic
k
’
s
a
r
m,
cha
n
gi
n
g
dire
c
tion
and
headed
t
o
w
ard
the
S
U
V
t
e
l
li
n
g
him,
“
I
f
y
ou
w
ant
r
i
b
s
y
ou
bet
t
er
get
them
t
o
-
g
o
.
S
h
e
’
s
s
o
tired
sh
e
’
s
c
r
o
s
s
.
I
do
n
’
t
thin
k
sh
e
’
l
l
mak
e
i
t
muc
h
lo
n
ge
r
.
G
iv
e
he
r
t
o me
and
I
’
l
l
ta
ke
her
t
o
the
ca
r
,
get
her
s
ettled
in
wh
i
le
y
ou get
the
food
.
”
N
ick
handed
over
the
b
a
by
and
saun
t
ered
off back
a
c
r
o
s
s
the
par
k
i
n
g
l
o
t
for
the
ba
r
beque
bo
o
th.
O
ver
her shoulde
r
,
as
she
climbed
in
t
o
the
s
eat
holdi
n
g
H
ut
t
on,
she
y
e
l
led
t
o
h
i
s
bac
k
,
“
a
nd
could
y
ou
get
s
o
me
of
that
p
o
tat
o sa
l
ad
…
and
m
a
ybe
s
ome
of
th
os
e
s
weet
p
o
tat
o
f
r
i
e
s
.
”

H
e
l
a
ughed
and
hollered
bac
k
,
“Soun
d
s
l
i
ke
I
’
m
not
the only
one
hu
n
g
r
y
.
I
’
l
l
t
r
y
t
o
make
it
quic
k
.
Be
back
in
a
jif
f
.”

F
rom
the
bank
par
k
i
n
g
l
o
t
,
K
ent
w
at
ched
the
s
cene
p
l
a
y ou
t
.
H
e
thought
a
bout
fo
l
lo
w
i
n
g
N
ick
and
get
t
i
n
g
in
h
i
s
fac
e
.
B
ut
that
rea
l
ly
w
a
s
n
’t
h
i
s
s
t
yl
e
.
N
o
t
t
o
mention,
it
would
tip
h
i
s
hand
.
W
ha
t
h
e
’
d
rea
l
ly
l
i
k
e
t
o
d
o
i
s
t
o
ge
t
tha
t
w
a
r
w
idow
alone
for
a
bout
t
wen
t
y
minu
t
e
s,
m
a
ybe
t
each
her
a
thi
n
g
or
t
wo
a
bout
what
sh
e
’
d
been
m
iss
i
n
g
out
there
a
l
l
alone
before the
m
o
t
or
c
y
cle
jockey
rode
in
t
o
t
o
w
n.
K
ent
licked
h
i
s
li
p
s.
J
u
s
t
th
e
though
t
o
f
get
t
i
n
g
J
or
d
a
n
alon
e
ha
d
hi
m
chec
k
i
n
g out
where
N
ick
had
gon
e
.
W
h
at
S
i
s
s
y
did
n
’t
k
now
would
n
’t hu
r
t
he
r
,
he
de
c
ided.
J
u
st
h
i
s
luck
though
he
s
a
w
H
a
r
r
i
s
headi
n
g
back
t
o
w
ard
J
or
d
a
n
.
T
oo
bad,
he
though
t
,
h
e
’
d
h
a
ve
t
o s
a
vor
the
w
idow
for
an
o
ther
d
a
y
.