Chapter 9Morgan, once again at the wheel, squinted, and there it was, the emerald green shores of England. She sighed and looked to where Helena sat with Joe, chatting. She’d worn her hair up today, but tendrils had escaped and were whirling about her face. She was simply stunning. She turned and caught Morgan staring, giving her a big grin. Morgan returned the smile and nodded.
Helena appeared excited at the prospect of returning to her fiancé but could it be Morgan sensed something else in the dark brown eyes. Sadness? Disappointment? Couldn’t be. Helena Kelly simply confounded her. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about that, but she was also one of the smartest and most headstrong people Morgan had ever met. Morgan made it through school with little fuss because she masqueraded a
