Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (177 page)

A
s
i
s
the
l
a
n
g
u
a
ge
of
s
i
s
t
e
r
s,
E
l
len
e
y
ed
J
or
d
an
w
ith dou
bt
.
“
Y
ou
s
ound
d
i
sapp
o
in
t
ed
.
”

J
or
d
a
n
nudge
d
he
r
s
i
s
t
e
r
i
n
th
e
r
i
b
s
.
“
S
hu
t
u
p
.
H
e
’
s
mor
e
l
i
k
e
a
go
ds
end
.
”
O
r
a
sain
t
,
sh
e
de
c
ided
.
J
u
s
t
how
ma
n
y
ti
m
e
s
coul
d
on
e
woma
n
thro
w
he
r
s
el
f
a
t
a
ma
n
before
h
e
g
o
t
th
e
m
e
s
s
a
ge
?
“
A
n
d
w
ai
t
un
t
i
l
y
o
u
s
e
e
th
e
wor
k
h
e
’
s
done
,
th
e
pro
g
r
e
s
s
w
e
’
v
e
mad
e.
Beca
u
s
e
o
f
him
,
w
e
might
a
c
t
u
a
l
l
y
ope
n
o
n
ti
m
e
.
”

I
t
did
n
’t
ta
ke
lo
n
g
for
T
om
t
o
commandeer
N
ick
t
o
help him
unload
the
f
u
r
ni
t
ure
out
of
the
t
r
uck
bed.
F
or
the
n
e
xt thi
r
t
y
minu
t
e
s
the
men
were
b
u
s
y
ca
r
r
y
i
n
g
in
antique
be
d
s, alo
n
g
w
ith
ma
t
chi
n
g
ch
e
sts
and
dr
e
ss
e
r
s
in
t
o
the
ho
u
s
e
and up
the
s
t
ai
r
s
in
t
o
the
g
u
e
st
rooms.

L
at
er
du
r
i
n
g
dinne
r
,
E
l
len
and
T
om
did
their
b
e
st
t
o
pu
l
l
info
r
ma
t
io
n
ou
t
o
f
N
ic
k
.
A
t
f
i
r
s
t
,
the
co
n
ve
r
sa
t
ion
s
eemed st
r
ained
and
a
w
k
w
ard,
but
when
the
ta
l
k
t
u
r
ned
t
o
what pro
g
r
es
s
N
ick
and
J
or
d
an
had
made
on
the
ho
u
s
e,
they
were
s
oon
d
is
cu
ss
i
n
g
how
t
o
put
the
fin
i
shi
n
g
t
ouch
e
s
on
the
p
l
ace before
openi
n
g
d
a
y
.

T
o
m
w
an
t
e
d
N
ic
k
to
k
n
o
w
,
“
I
ca
n
’
t
beli
e
v
e
ho
w
much wor
k
y
ou
’
v
e
g
o
t
t
e
n
don
e
s
inc
e
th
e
l
a
s
t
tim
e
w
e
wer
e
her
e.
Y
o
u
h
a
v
e
m
e
un
t
i
l
w
e
le
a
v
e.
I
f
y
o
u
w
an
t
,
I
ca
n
hel
p
y
o
u
ca
r
r
y
i
n
th
e
r
e
s
t
o
f
th
e
f
u
r
ni
t
ur
e
f
ro
m
th
e
g
ar
a
g
e.
T
h
a
t
w
a
y
E
l
len ca
n
hel
p
J
or
d
a
n
ge
t
th
e
room
s
s
e
t
u
p
.
A
n
d
i
f
ther
e
’
s
tim
e
I
’
d
b
e
happ
y
to
hel
p
y
o
u
f
in
i
s
h
l
a
y
i
ng
tha
t
f
loo
r
i
ng
I
s
a
w
u
p
in
t
h
a
t
s
econ
d
b
ath
.
”

“T
h
at
’
d
be
g
rea
t
.
Ther
e
’
s
a
broken
w
indow
in
there
that
ha
s
t
o
com
e
ou
t
thoug
h
.
J
u
s
t
h
a
ve
n
’
t
g
o
t
t
e
n
aroun
d
t
o
i
t
y
e
t
.
”

“
I
s
a
w
tha
t
.
There
w
as
a
l
o
t
t
o
do
t
o
th
i
s
old
hou
s
e,
N
ic
k
. Sc
o
t
t
did
n
’t
h
a
ve
enough
time
befor
e
…
”
H
i
s
v
o
ice
tra
i
led
off when
he
realized
what
h
e
’
d
said.
H
e
looked
over
at
J
or
d
an, remo
r
s
e
w
r
it
t
en
on
h
i
s
fac
e
.
“So
r
r
y
.
”