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to me you,” I said, shaking her hand.
    “ So, I heard y’all had some problems with the truck on the way here.” She flashed a wide, white smile.
    “ Yeah, it broke down. But it wasn’t so bad. We did a little sightseeing as we walked here.” If it hadn’t been for the sightseeing it would have been bad.
    She quirked a brow. “Oh, yeah? Not a lot to see on that old road.”
    “ We discovered a place called McKeeley Plantation. We went in and looked around.” I took a sip from my glass.
    Her eyes widened. “You went in there?”
    Uh-oh. Her expression told me that maybe there was something I didn’t know about the place. She looked as if she’d seen a ghost.
    “Was I not supposed to go in there?” I asked cautiously.
    She didn’t answer the question, but instead said, “My husband’s boss owns the place.”
    Her gaze studied mine as if she wanted to gauge my reaction. What d id she want me to say? This reunion was definitely looking up. Talking to her was making up for the fact that the lemonade wasn’t that good.
    “ Really?” I stood up a little straighter.
    She nodded with a sly smile. What was wrong with her boss?
    Reed was across the lawn playing horse-shoes. Which was fine with me, I’d get more information about the plantation that way. I got the impression that he wasn’t that excited about the place. He seemed to think it needed a ton of work. But I’d never let something like that stop me before. Besides, he didn’t have to be excited about the plantation. As long as I loved it, that was enough for me. I didn’t need him to buy the house. Although if I signed on to restore the place it would mean staying in Georgia for a while? Would he be willing to do that with me? And if not, would he be okay with being apart for a while. What was I talking about? I didn’t even know that the place was for sale.
    “ What do you know about the place?” I asked.
    “ Well, I’m not sure about the history, but he bought it with the intention of restoring it. I guess he’ll eventually get around to it. But right now he’s been consumed with restoring a place he bought in town. He got this old house and fixed it up to use as his business.”
    “W ell, that’s great. What type of business is he in?” She still hadn’t told me who her boss was. It seemed so mysterious now and I just had to know.
    “ He owns a car lot,” she said.
    Well, that wasn’t so mysterious. Why did she look like a cat that’d caught a mouse?
    “You’d think him restoring the old house would be a good thing, right?”
    I nodded, eager to hear where she was going with the statement.
    She glanced around like she was looking for someone, then said, “That’s not the case though. He’s made a lot of people in town unhappy.”
    “ How so?” I asked, taking another sip of my watered-down lemonade.
    “ Apparently, he made a ton of changes to the house and the town’s historical society isn’t very happy with the changes. He took this fantastic-looking federal-style house and made it look like some kind of weird castle. Not to mention there are cars parked in the big parking lot that he had paved all around the place.” She shook her head. “But he’s a nice guy though.” A little grin spread across her face with the statement.
    “ A castle? I noticed there were some things like that inside the plantation. I guess he plans on doing the same thing with that place too.” I glanced around to see if Reed was still playing. He was tossing the horseshoe, so I knew I had time to continue the conversation.
    She shrugged. “I guess. He’s a little strange, but loveable. But he has some kind of obsession with castles.”
    The man sounded a little creepy. He probably had a dungeon in his house. “Have you worked for him long?”
    Her blue eyes sparkled. “A few years. He’s a good boss. He’s just a little eccentric and a little bit of a flirt. He’s always asking women around town out, but I know he’s only a