The evening air cooled fast once the sun disappeared, as was the way in the Okanagan spring. Chelsea zipped up her jacket and put her hands in her pockets. The walk into town was a pleasant one if you kept moving. Tallulah Falls was a ten-minute walk at best. She had been at the cottage almost a month now, and her renovations were complete. A couple of her closest neighbours had come by to welcome her, but other than a visit from her mother, she’d been alone the whole time. And loved it. She smiled to herself. Some thought living alone was a punishment, but she’d learned that she liked her own company and enjoyed not having to answer to anyone else’s schedule or needs. Her pocketed fingers of her right hand wrapped around a canister she carried with her everywhere she went. She pulled it o
