By Monday the green was back to normal. The event tents had been packed away and the dance floor dismantled. The only remaining evidence of the weekend’s festivities were the twinkle lights still wrapped around the trees. And, no doubt, the lingering gossip at Dinner Belles and The Grind.
Trey had never intended to bring any more disgrace on Sandy. Yet he couldn’t regret finally having the chance to act, to finish things with Crawford, once and for all. According to Kane, the bastard had been flown back to Baltimore yesterday. There were talks of plea bargains and relocation instead of jail time. Either way, she would be safe from him. Finally.
Maybe it was foolish to end his stay in Wishful back at the fountain. Trey certainly hadn’t gotten the wish he’d made—for the life he’d always wa
