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I had alerted the police, they had come, investigated, taken Delia’s body away, later released it to me, and I set up a quick cremation ceremony. Plenty of townspeople came by to show their respects—Suzie, Adrian, Beth, even Rex and Camryn.
Through it all, Killian stood by my side, a silent pillar that gave me strength whenever I thought I would keel over.
Only once, I closed myself in the guest bedroom and cried my eyes out for about an hour. Then I composed myself again and went on.
On the third day, Killian packed his bags and met me on the front porch of Delia’s house. It was mine now. A lawyer had come to see me after the cremation. Delia had had a will for a couple of years and she had left it all for me—the house, the ranch, and the money in the bank. A lot more money than I
