When I Find You

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by R. A. Casey


  Of him letting go of my hand and—

  I take a deep breath, and I smile.

  It’s not real.

  None of it is real.

  There are problems, sure. There is Glynn and his involvement, however passive. But I hear his marriage is collapsing anyway, and I could always give him a hand on that front if need be.

  And Cameron, too. He is far away. He is long gone. I don’t have to worry about him.

  As long as things stay that way, I don’t see why he would ever come back to haunt me. Because the tragic fire benefited him just as much as it benefited me.

  No. I can’t think of it that way.

  I am Sarah Evatt.

  I lost my beloved fiancé in a tragic fire, where I almost lost my own life.

  And I escaped with his son inside me.

  A chance for a fresh beginning.

  For a fresh start.

  This is my truth now.

  This is my life.

  I am going to be okay this time.

  I really, really am.

  I look down at my tummy, put a hand on it, and I smile.

  I think of my life in three distinct segments.

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  The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. Any reference to real locations is only for atmospheric effect, and in no way truly represents those locations.

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