Chapter Fifteen
Hallie had a Bed and Breakfast to run, a wedding to arrange and two uncharacteristically high strung women to keep at peace. There seemed no rest. She was sure of one thing, if she got married, she’d elope to Las Vegas. Spare everyone the calamity of the formal occasion.
One afternoon still some days before Sara’s big day, she left the Wild Rose, taking off out the back door with little explanation.
“I need some air,” she announced as she fled the house. A brisk walk to the back of the property she was quickly on her way to that serene spot in the woods where she could enjoy some peace. Warmer than that day some weeks before when Alex had broken into her musings, she was sure she’d have the place to herself this time. Alex was supposed to be on his way to Denver
