Chapter Twenty-Two
ADAM’S leather sofa creaked as Cheryl sat down. There was so much she would need to do to straighten out all that she had lost in the fire. First, she needed to get a landline set up so she could continue working her shifts on the Psychic Hotline. She thought about Roy and Mr. Duncan and how their chance to have a life together had been ripped away without warning. She didn’t want to have regrets anymore. Even though her apartment burning down had pulled the rug out from under her, maybe it was for the best. If her place hadn’t burned to the ground, she never would’ve moved in with Adam. It had only been a few days, but she liked living with him. She had been afraid of taking a chance on the guy, but she knew it was time to let that fear go. Holding onto it was only let
