“She realized that she hadn't been sleeping very well lately. The nightly stress of listening for strange noises, the concern about whether she had double-checked every lock on every window, the growing worry about the future of Peregrine Manor all had taken their toll on her during the past few weeks. Apparently there was much to be said for having a man like Josh January in the house. In spite of the crutches and bruises, there was something oddly reassuring about his presence. It was unfortun...ate he had made that pass last night. Now she was going to have to make a point of keeping him in his place. No more going to his rescue in the-middle of the night, she told herself. Maggie showered and quickly selected a pair of jeans and an orange sweatshirt from her closet. When she had put them on, she went to stand in front of the dressing table and picked up a brush. She had just finished tying her thick hair back into a ponytail when her eyes fell on the crumpled sheet of yellow paper lying on the table.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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