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The Shadow of the Wolf
Since the show was such a success, Connor threw himself into his work even more than he already had, painting sometimes eight or ten hours a day while Joelle ran the gallery. I wasn’t quite so dedicated, but I kept plugging away at my jewelry. If nothing else, it gave me something to do.
Maybe I should have felt neglected, but it was so good to see Connor happy and painting that I really didn’t mind all that much. And although I couldn’t persuade Aunt Rachel to come up to Flagstaff — that would have been asking way too much — I did borrow Connor’s FJ once or twice to drive to Sedona so she and I could meet for lunch. For some reason, I didn’t want to go back to Jerome without him. It would’ve felt like a capitulation, like I knew they still didn’t accept him. I
