5
Adeline stood in front of her shop, her arms folded across her chest. A breeze picked up, whipping her hair around her face, and she retrieved a hair elastic from her front pocket. As she pulled her hair up into a ponytail, she watched as large white trucks rolled in. They had already parked several trailers at the edge of town, next to the beach. She frowned and went back inside. It was just as she had feared. Hollywood was taking over.
Apparently Eli was going to be living in one of those white trailers, having somehow negotiated permission to park on what was now Eli Hunt’s own personal beachside property. It was amazing what a lot of money could do.
And the town was thrilled about it.
Even with the dropping temperatures—it was the first week of November and already colder than it
