Epilogue
Susie walked down the dock in Otter Cove Harbor. Waddle would be the more accurate word for what she did. She was seven months pregnant and had come to hate tall women in a way she’d never contemplated before. Given that two of her closest friends were staring at the six-foot mark, she’d given them plenty of grief. Hannah had barely looked pregnant until the last half of her pregnancy and even then, she didn’t look like Susie did. Emma had just had a baby, a little girl named Janet, and even nine months into her pregnancy, she’d managed to move with grace. At five feet, Susie felt more like a beach ball than a person.
“Susie!”
She glanced up to see Jared waving at her from his boat. He was finishing up a day of cleaning and repairs. It was early fall with the long days of su
