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    not ever.
    “Come on, girls. Let Cherri catch her breath for about an hour. I’m sure you ran her feet off.” She flipped over the closed sign on the door and ushered her children into the commercial kitchen area of her business.
    She’d lucked out when she found the location.
    Originally, it had been a bed and breakfast until someone decided to turn it into a restaurant/antique store. That business failed, but now Zoe used the kitchen for her catering and the rest of the building became her home.
    “We’ll make supper tonight. Why don’t we make
    something for Cherri? What do you think she’ll want after your romp at the farm?”
    “Mac ‘n cheese,” Mia shouted out.
    “Hamburgers.”
    “Hot dogs.”
    “How about a casserole with all three?” Zoe
    already knew the answer. Just like Alex, they didn’t like casseroles. It made her wonder if odd quirks or likes and dislikes were inherited. Then again, it could just be four-year-olds’ palette at work.
    “Yuck.” That came from all three, as expected.
    “Okay, how about oven roasted chicken fingers,
    a salad, and macaroni and cheese?”
    Soon, she had all three girls busy dipping
    chicken tenderloins into an egg wash and panko
    crumbs. If they weren’t perfect, it was fine. They’d be gobbled up without a complaint, regardless of the presentation.
    A myriad of thoughts about Alex getting
    married again tumbled through Zoe’s head while she watched the children eat. She hoped he’d finally found love, that he hadn’t ended up with an icicle or bitch like Bianca. Appearances might be important to him but she really wished him joy.
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    eat and chatter. Cherri reached over to wipe a bit of milk that Macy splashed on the table. At least she had the best of everything. If nothing else, Alex gave her three beautiful children. For that, she could forgive him almost anything.
    Almost.
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Chapter Four
    Alex put down his cup of coffee. It made the
    sourness in his stomach even worse and did a little acid dance with the back of his throat. “I don’t know what to tell you.”
    Clint snarled over the phone. “She’s lying.”
    The three-way conference call sucked. Alex ran
    his hand through his hair and pulled in a calming breath. It was like saying the Titanic had a picked up a little dent from its encounter with the iceberg.
    Even though his brothers were hundreds of miles apart, Heath in Oklahoma City, and Clint in
    Kentucky, he could still feel them breathing down his neck.
    “We didn’t pay for you to go to law school just to give us a lame ass answer like I don’t know what to tell you. ” Heath didn’t respond any better to the news than Clint.
    Older brothers. They were bigger and meaner
    than Alexcould ever be. It didn’t matter if he loved them, he’d learned to run faster and be a lot
    sneakier to survive wedgies and head noogies, as well as assorted bloodlettings. Not to mention
    learning to fast-talk his way out of paternal
    retribution. It came in handy in his profession, but this one time he wished he hadn’t opted for a
    partnership in a swanky law firm. Right about now, their father’s life as a used car salesman looked pretty good.
    “I had Tommy go over the information Mom
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    from the estate for the funeral. I felt like I needed a second opinion. Probate law isn’t my specialty. He knows the ins and outs of it better than I do. Give me a murder trial any day.”
    “So, Dunne thinks this woman is the real deal?”
    Heath soundedthe most suspicious of the two. Years of being a cop and running his own security business added a hard edge to Alex’s brother. “I plan to run her, find out everything about her. This has to be some scam she’s cooked up—she’s probably surfed the obituaries and found Dad’s.”
    Dad’s death