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  Tara, the Steel Magnolia.

  As the cabbie set Tara’s various bags on the porch, the three of them just stared at one another, five years of estrangement floating awkwardly between them. The last time they’d all been in one place, Tara and Maddie had met in Montana to bail Chloe out of jail for illegally bungee jumping off a bridge. Chloe had thanked them, promised to pay them back, and they’d all gone their separate ways.

  It was just the way it was. They had three different fathers and three very different personalities, and the only thing they had in common was a sweet, ditzy, wanderlusting hippie of a mother.

  “So,” Maddie said, forcing a smile through the uncomfortable silence. “How’s things?”

  “Ask me again after we sort out this latest mess,” Tara murmured and eyed their baby sister.

  Chloe tossed up her hands. “Hey, I had nothing to do with this one.”

  “Which would be a first.” Tara spoke with the very slight southern accent that she denied having, the one she’d gotten from growing up on her paternal grandparents’ horse ranch in Texas.

  Chloe rolled her eyes and pulled her always-present asthma inhaler from her pocket, looking around without much interest. “So this is it? The big reveal?”

  “I guess so,” Maddie said, also taking in the clearly deserted inn. “There don’t appear to be any guests at the moment.”

  “Not good for resale value,” Tara noted.

  “Resale?” Maddie asked.

  “Selling is the simplest way to get out of here as fast as possible.”

  Maddie’s stomach clenched. She didn’t want to get out of here. She wanted a place to stay—to breathe, to lick her wounds, to regroup. “What’s the hurry?”

  “Just being realistic. The place came with a huge mortgage and no liquid assets.”

  Chloe shook her head. “Sounds like Mom.”

  “There was a large trust fund from her parents,” Maddie said. “The will separated it out from the estate, so I have no idea who it went to. I assumed it was one of you.”

  Chloe shook her head.

  They both looked at Tara.

  “Sugar, I don’t know any more than y’all. What I do know is that we’d be smart to sell, pay off the loan on the property, and divide what’s left three ways and get back to our lives. I’m thinking we can list the place and be out of here in a few days if we play our cards right.”

  This time Maddie’s stomach plummeted. “So fast?”

  “Do you really want to stay in Lucky Harbor a moment longer than necessary?” Tara asked. “Even Mom, bless her heart, didn’t stick around.”

  Chloe shook her inhaler and took a second puff from it. “Selling works for me. I’m due at a friend’s day spa in New Mexico next week.”

  “You have enough money to book yourself at a spa in New Mexico, but not enough to pay me back what you’ve borrowed?” Tara asked.

  “I’m going there to work. I’ve been creating a natural skin care line, and I’m giving a class on it, hoping to sell the line to the spa.” Chloe eyed the road. “Think there’s a bar in town? I could use a drink.”

  “It’s four in the afternoon,” Tara said.

  “But it’s five o’clock somewhere.”

  Chloe’s eyes narrowed. “What?” she said to Tara’s sound of disappointment.

  “I think you know.”

  “Why don’t you tell me anyway.”

  And here we go, Maddie thought, anxiety tightening like a knot in her throat. “Um, maybe we could all just sit down and—”

  “No, I want her to say what’s on her mind,” Chloe said.

  The static electricity rose in the air until it crackled with violence from both impending storms—Mother Nature’s and the sisters’ fight.

  “It’s not important what I think,” Tara said coolly.

  “Oh, come on, Dixie,” Chloe said. “Lay it on us. You know you want to.”

  Maddie stepped between them. She couldn’t help it. It was the middle sister in her, the approval seeker, the office manager deep inside. “Look!” she said in desperation. “A puppy!”

  Chloe swiveled her head to Maddie, amused. “Seriously?”

  She shrugged. “Worth a shot.”

  “Next time say it with more conviction and less panic. You might get somewhere.”

  “Well, I don’t give a hoot if there are puppies and rainbows,” Tara said. “As unpleasant as this is, we have to settle it.”

  Maddie was watching Chloe shake her inhaler again, looking pale. “You okay?”

  “Peachy.”

  She tried not to take the sarcasm personally. Chloe, a free spirit as Phoebe had been, suffered debilitating asthma and resented the hell out of the disability because it hampered her quest for adventure.

  And for arguing.

  Together all three sisters walked across the creaky porch and into the inn. Like most of the other buildings in Lucky Harbor, it was Victorian. The blue and white paint had long ago faded, and the window shutters were mostly gone or falling off, but Maddie could picture how it’d once looked: new and clean, radiating character and charm.

  They’d each been mailed a set of keys. Tara used hers to unlock and open the front door, and she let out a long-suffering sigh.

  The front room was a shrine to a country-style house circa 1980. Just about everything was blue and white, from the checkered window coverings to the duck-and-cow accent wallpaper peeling off the walls. The paint was chipped and the furniture not old enough to be antique and yet at least thirty years on the wrong side of new.

  “Holy asphyxiation,” Chloe said with her nose wrinkled at the dust. “I won’t be able to stay here. I’ll suffocate.”

  Tara shook her head, half horrified, half amused. “It looks like Laura Ingalls Wilder threw up in here.”

  “You know, your accent gets thicker and thicker,” Chloe said.

  “I don’t have an accent.”

  “Okay. Except you do.”

  “It’s not that bad,” Maddie said quickly when Tara opened her mouth.

  “Oh, it’s bad,” Chloe said. “You sound like Susan Sarandon in Bull Durham.”

  “The inn,” Maddie clarified. “I meant the inn isn’t so bad.”

  “I’ve stayed in hostels in Bolivia that looked like the Ritz compared to this,” Chloe said.

  “Mom’s mom and her third husband ran this place.” Tara ran a finger along the banister, then eyed the dust on the pad of her finger. “Years and years ago.”

  “So Grandma ran through men, too?” Chloe asked. “Jeez, it’s like we’re destined to be man-eaters.”

  “Speak for yourself,” Tara murmured, indeed sounding like Susan Sarandon.

  Chloe grinned. “Admit it, our gene pool could use some chlorine.”

  “As I was saying,” Tara said when Maddie laughed. “Grandma worked here, and when she died, Mom attempted to take over but got overwhelmed.”

  Maddie was mesmerized by this piece of her past. She’d never even heard of this place. As far as she knew, none of them had kept in regular contact with Phoebe. This was mostly because their mother had spent much of her life out of contact with anything other than her own whimsy.

  Not that she’d been a bad person. By all accounts, she’d been a sweet, free-loving flower child. But she hadn’t been the greatest at taking care of things like cars, bank accounts… her daughters. “I wasn’t even aware that Mom had been close to her parents.”

  “They died a long time ago.” Tara turned back, watching Chloe climb the stairs. “Don’t go up there, sugar. It’s far too dusty; you’ll aggravate your asthma.”

  “I’m already aggravated, and not by my asthma.” But Chloe pulled the neckline of her shirt over her mouth. She also kept going up the stairs, and Tara just shook her head.

  “Why do I bother?” Tara moved into the kitchen and went still at the condition of it. “Formica countertops,” she said as if she’d discovered asbestos.

  Okay, true, the Formica countertops wer
en’t pretty, but the country blue and white tile floor was cute in a retro sort of way. And yes, the appliances were old, but there was something innately homey and warm about the setup, including the rooster wallpaper trim. Maddie could see guests in here at the big wooden block table against the large picture window, which had a lovely view of… the dilapidated marina.

  So fine, they could call it a blast from the past. Certainly there were people out there looking for an escape to a quaint, homey inn and willing to pay for it.

  “We need elbow grease, and lots of it,” Chloe said, walking into the kitchen, her shirt still over her nose and mouth.

  Maddie wasn’t afraid of hard work. It was all she knew. And envisioning this place all fixed up with a roaring fire in the woodstove and a hot, delicious meal on the stovetop, with cuteness spilling from every nook and cranny, made her smile. Without thinking, she pulled out the BlackBerry she could no longer afford and started a list, her thumbs a blur of action. “New paint, new countertops, new appliances…” Hmm, what else? She hit the light switch for a better look, and nothing happened.

  Tara sighed.

  Maddie added that to the list. “Faulty wiring—”

  “And leaky roof.” Tara pointed upward.

  “There’s a bathroom above this,” Chloe told them. “It’s got a plumbing issue. Roof’s probably leaking, too.”

  Tara came closer and peered over Maddie’s shoulder at her list. “Are you a compulsive organizer?”

  At the production studios, she’d had to be. There’d been five producers—and her. They’d gotten the glory, and she’d done the work.

  All of it.

  And until last week, she’d thrived on it. “Yes. Hi, my name is Maddie, and I am addicted to my BlackBerry, office supplies, and organization.” She waited for a smartass comment.

  But Tara merely shrugged. “You’ll come in handy.” She was halfway out of the room before Maddie found her voice.

  “Did you know Mom didn’t want to sell?” she asked Tara’s back. “That she planned on us running the place as a family?”

  Tara turned around. “She knew better than that.”

  “No, really. She wanted to use the inn to bring us together.”

  “I loved Mom,” Chloe said. “But she didn’t do ‘together.’ ”

  “She didn’t,” Maddie agreed. “But we could. If we wanted.”

  Both sisters gaped at her.

  “You’ve lost your ever-lovin’ marbles,” Tara finally said. “We’re selling.”

  No longer a mouse, Maddie told herself. Going from mouse to tough girl, like… Rachel from Friends. Without the wishy-washyness. And without Ross. She didn’t like Ross. “What if I don’t want to sell?”

  “I don’t give a coon’s ass whether you want to or not. It doesn’t matter,” Tara said. “We have to sell.”

  “A coon’s ass?” Chloe repeated with a laugh. “Is that farm ghetto slang or something? And what does that even mean?”

  Tara ignored her and ticked reasons off on her fingers. “There’s no money. We have a payment due to the note holder in two weeks. Not to mention, I have a life to get back to in Dallas. I took a week off, that’s it.”

  Maddie knew Tara had a sexy NASCAR husband named Logan and a high-profile managerial job. Maddie could understand wanting to get back to both.

  “And maybe I have a date with an Arabian prince,” Chloe said. “We all have lives to get back to, Tara.”

  Well, not all of us, Maddie thought.

  In uneasy silence, they checked out the rest of the inn. There was a den and a small bed and bath off the kitchen, and four bedrooms and two community bathrooms upstairs, all shabby chic minus the chic.

  Next, they walked out to the marina. The small metal building was half equipment storage and half office—and one giant mess. Kayaks and tools and oars and supplies vied for space. In the good-news department, four of the eight boat slips were filled. “Rent,” Maddie said, thrilled, making more notes.

  “Hmm,” was all Tara said.

  Chloe was eyeing the sole motorboat. “Hey, we should take that out for a joyride and—”

  “No!” Maddie and Tara said in unison.

  Chloe rolled her eyes. “Jeez, a girl gets arrested once and no one ever lets her forget it.”

  “Twice,” Tara said. “And you still owe me the bail money for that San Diego jet ski debacle.”

  Maddie had no idea what had happened in San Diego. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know. They moved outside again and faced the last section of the “resort,” the small owner’s cottage. And actually, small was too kind. Postage-stamp-sized was too kind. It had a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it kitchen-and-living-room combo and a single bedroom and bath.

  And lots of dust.

  “It’s really not that bad,” Maddie said into the stunned silence. They stood there another beat, taking in the decor, which was—surprise, surprise—done in blue and white with lots of stenciled ducks and cows and roosters, oh, my. “Mostly cosmetic. I just think—”

  “No,” Tara said firmly. “Bless your heart, but please, please don’t think.”

  Chloe choked out a laugh. “Love how you say ‘bless your heart’ just before you insult someone. Classy.”

  Tara ignored Chloe entirely and kept her voice soft and steely calm. “Majority rules here. And majority says we should sell ASAP, assuming that in this economy we don’t have to actually pay someone to take this place off our hands.”

  Maddie looked at Chloe. “You really want to sell, too?”

  Chloe hesitated.

  “Be honest with her,” Tara said.

  “I can’t.” Chloe covered her face. “She has Bambi eyes. You know what?” She headed for the door. “I’m not in the mood to be the swing vote.”

  “Where are you going?” Tara demanded.

  “For a ride.”

  “But we need your decision—”

  The door shut, hard.

  Tara tossed up her hands. “Selfish as ever.” She looked around in disgust. “I’m going into town for supplies to see us through the next couple of days. We need food and cleaning supplies—and possibly a fire accelerant.” She glanced at Maddie and caught her horror. “Kidding! Can I borrow your car?”

  Maddie handed over her keys. “Get chips, lots of chips.”

  When she was alone, she sat on the steps and pulled Lucille’s recipe box from her bag. With nothing else to do, she lifted the lid, prepared to be bored by countless recipes she’d never use.

  The joke was on her. Literally. The 3x5 cards had been written on, but instead of recipes for food, she found recipes for…

  Life.

  They were all handwritten by Phoebe and labeled Advice for My Girls. The first one read:

  Always be in love.

  Maddie stared at it for a moment, then had to smile. Years ago, she’d gotten the birds-and-bees speech from her father. He’d rambled off the facts quickly, not meeting her eyes, trying to do his best by her. He was so damned uncomfortable, and all because a boy had called her.

  Boys are like drugs, her father had said. Just say no.

  Her mother and father had definitely not subscribed to the same philosophies. Not quite up to seeing what other advice Phoebe had deemed critical, Maddie slipped the box back into her bag. She zipped up her sweatshirt and headed out herself, needing a walk. The wind had picked up. The clouds were even darker now, hanging low above her head.

  At the end of the clearing, she stopped and looked back at the desolate inn. It hadn’t been what she’d hoped for. She had no memories here with her mother. The place wasn’t home in any way. And yet… and yet she didn’t want to turn her back on it. She wanted to stay.

  And not just because she was homeless.

  Okay, a little bit because she was homeless.

  With a sigh, she started walking again. About a mile from the inn, she passed the art gallery, waving at Lucille when the older woman stuck her head out and smiled. Snowflakes hovered in the air. Not
many, and they didn’t seem to stick once they hit the ground. But the way they floated lazily around her as the day faded into dusk kept her entertained until she found herself in town.

  She suddenly realized that she was standing in front of a bar. She stepped back to read the sign on the door, tripped off the curb, and stumbled backward into something big, toppling with it to the ground.

  A motorcycle. “Crap,” she whispered, sprawled over the big, heavy bike. “Crap, crap.” Heart in her throat, she leapt to her feet, rubbing her sore butt and ribs and mentally calculating the cost of damages against the low funds she had in her checking account.

  It was too awful to contemplate, which meant that the motorcycle had to be okay. Had to be. Reaching out, she tried to right the huge thing, but it outweighed her. She was still struggling with it when the door to the bar suddenly burst open and two men appeared.

  One was dressed in a tan business suit, tie flapping, mouth flapping, too. “Hey,” he was saying. “She was asking for it…”

  The second man wasn’t speaking, but Maddie recognized him anyway. Hot Biker from earlier, which meant—Oh, God. It was his motorcycle she’d knocked over.

  Karma was such a bitch.

  At least he hadn’t seen her yet. He was busy physically escorting Smarmy Suit Guy with his hand fisted in the back of the guy’s jacket as he marched him out of the bar.

  Smarmy Suit pulled free and whirled, fists raised.

  Hot Biker just stood there, stance easy, looking laid-back but absolutely battle ready. “Go home, Parker.”

  “You can’t kick me out.”

  “Can, and did. And you’re not welcome back until you learn no is no.”

  “I’m telling you, she wanted me!”

  Hot Biker shook his head.

  Smarmy Suit put a little distance between them then yelled, “Fuck you, then!” before stalking off into the night.

  Maddie just stared, her heart pounding. She wasn’t sure if it was the volatile situation, ringing far too close to home, or if it was because any second now, he was going to notice her and what she’d done. With renewed panic, she struggled with his bike.

  Then two big hands closed around her upper arms and pulled her back from it.

  With an inward wince, she turned to face him. He was bigger than she’d realized, and she took a step backward, out of his reach.

 

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