Availability date: 01/06/2016
The car accident totaled Sabrina Post’s convertible and reinvented her memories. She can't recall dumping Cole Dawson ten years ago. What her new clairvoyant visions tell Sabrina is he’s her husband.
Any practical girl would question her sanity. But if Sabrina wants to make this imaginary future a reality, she'll have to regain Cole’s trust and eliminate her rival, the coffee shop waitress who’s pegged Cole as husband #4.
To prove she’s foreseen their destiny, Sabrina stirs Cole’s interest by revealing specifics about him she couldn’t have otherwise known. Unfortunately, the one detail he vividly remembers is the pain when she left him and their "rinky-dink" town in her rearview mirror.
If Cole can't believe she's a changed woman, can Sabrina accept the only second chance she has at love exists in her memories?
The boxes of candy hearts Julie forgot spilled across the floor.
Cole knelt and gathered the papers. His mouth formed a hard line as he glanced at Sabrina’s leave paperwork with the end date prominently circled. He replaced it on the table under the keys.
“No really, I can do it. You stay, Cole. I’ll be right back.” Sabrina caught her reflection in the mirror on the wall. The quest for a coat resulted in her hair looking as if she’d stuck her finger into an electrical outlet. Her appearance matched her desperation. She ran her hands over her head, but the static filled strands resisted smoothing.
“I need to check on Dad anyway, and it’s on my way. I’ll take Josie.” Cole extended his elbow, and Josie latched on like a lifeline, her fingers digging into the leather of his jacket. She skittered across a few of the remaining candies, crushing Be Mine and Love Me on the floor. “Thanks again for dinner, Marge.”
“Cole, wait.” Despair leaked into Sabrina’s plea.
He glanced toward the papers on the table and sighed. “I waited for years, Rena. It’s you who took too long.”
As the door closed behind him, so did the future she’d imagined with Cole. Her shoulders fell. She knelt to collect the candy hearts scattered on the floor. Forget Me Not and Hug Me taunted her with their cheerful words. Lacking a garbage bag, she shoved a handful of the candies into her jacket pocket. Several hearts were trodden into tiny pieces, like her own.
“You’re giving up that easily?” Marge folded her arms over her chest, leaning against the kitchen doorjamb.
“What are you talking about?” Sabrina trudged toward the stairs, anticipating a hot bath and bed, hoping sleep would quell her restless thoughts, and not wanting to consider Josie running her hands over Cole.
“I’m your mother, but I’m not blind. I’ve seen the way you look at Cole. Ever since you came home, you’ve been unable to take your eyes off him.” She shook her head. “Why did you move to the city?”
Sabrina startled. “For my job, of course. You know that.”
“No, why did you really move there? You could’ve gotten a nursing job here and stayed with Cole if he’s what you wanted.”
Sabrina averted her gaze. The true reason had eluded her for years. She’d thought the city called her, and she ran. In reality she’d run from her hometown, and her fears. “I saw how you and Dad struggled to pay the bills over the years. How the factory killed Dad. I told him he should’ve quit years ago.” The statement melted the anger knotting her gut.
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