Two beautiful weeks of sunshine and, well, no cocktails for me. But beach time and all the exploring I can manage, even if we never leave that hotel room.
After that, a new chapter at the pet shelter with staff starting in the New Year. Jack will be joining Ronan and the other Doyles as their VP of Operations.
My thoughts go back to what Jack shared with me about what Murphy Doyle had said to him.
The weeks and months are long, but the years are short. Blink and they’re over.
The door swings open, and Molly bustles in.
“I don’t know what you told that poor man, Alix, but he looks like he’s about to faint. You have to get out there, so he doesn’t think you changed your mind.”
I’m already holding up the skirts of my dress and heading for the door.
I won’t miss a single second.
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Sophie
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