CHAPTER 19
DECEMBER 31, RIVERS END
“You going to tell me what’s wrong or just stir those cookies to death?” Anna nudged Ginger over and took her place at the counter, nodding her head towards the glass of untouched champagne on the counter.
Ginger picked up the glass and took a sip, trying to let the bubbles get her into the festive spirit. “I’m sorry I’m such a party pooper, Anna.”
She watched as Anna spooned up little lumps of dough, rolling them one at a time between her palms and placing them in staggered rows on the tray.
“You really liked him, didn’t you?” Anna dipped a fork in a glass of water and used it to flatten each ball, leaving little ridges in the top of the peanut butter cookies.
Ginger nodded. “It hurt so much when I realized it was the money and not me that he was r
