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all but accused her of stealing then forbade her from taking her own art, and now she called Mason’s yard a junkyard. “It’s not junk. It’s scrap metal…for my art…it’s my job. Oh, the hell with it.” Mason glowered at Marly’s retreating form and pounded her fist into her palm angrily. “Damn woman!”
    “Hey, I’m right here. I can hear you.” Lex shot Mason a perplexed smile. “That aside, who are you talking to?”
    “Anne’s daughter, Marly something or other. She just kicked me out of her yard. Said she would let me know when I could pick up my stuff.”
    “Mrs. Cabot had a daughter?” Lex cocked an eyebrow and let out a low whistle. “She ever mention her?”
    “Only briefly. She hadn’t seen her in years.” Mason removed her gloves and hit them against her thigh. “I probably wouldn’t say much about her either. She’s not exactly the nicest person I’ve ever met.”
    “Oh.” Lex’s eyes went back and forth between Mason and Mrs. Cabot’s house. “Maybe she isn’t here for too long.”
    “I don’t know.” Mason shrugged and started walking back to her house. “It’s her house now, apparently. God help us if she stays. She already referred to my house as a junkyard. She will probably call Burlington’s finest next and report me.”
    Lex fell in step beside Mason and squeezed her arm reassuringly. “We’ll bail you out . This is, as long as I can pull Aspen away from the cream cheese.”
    Lex’s attempt at humor worked enough to elicit a quick laugh from Mason. “Speaking of, is she okay?”
    “Yeah, she looked a little tired, so I made her sit down and rest.” They rounded the front of the house seconds later and found Aspen on the porch swing, swaying gently, her eyes closed.
    Lex and Mason tiptoed up the steps, trying not to wake her.
    “I’m not asleep.” Aspen looked at Lex and Mason and crinkled her brow. “That was fast. You get everything moved?”
    “No.” Mason sunk down on the step and leaned against the porch railing. “Anne’s daughter kicked us off the property.”
    “Daughter?” Aspen leaned forward and rested her hands on her knees. “I didn’t know she had a daughter.”
    “I knew she had a daughter. I just didn’t know much about her. But Anne was quiet that way sometimes. Anyway, Marly is holding my stuff hostage until she’s ready for me to get it.”
    Aspen paused at the way Mason’s voice slid over Marly’s name. She said it with slow deliberateness as if memorizing her face as she said it. Had the comment not been made with a look of disgust, Aspen might have believed that Mason was taken with her new neighbor. As it stood, Marly made quite an impression on Mason, just not a good one. “That’s not right. You had an arrangement with Mrs. Cabot. She should honor that.”
    Mason shrugged. “She doesn’t see it that way. So I guess I will just wait until Marly is ready.” Mason groaned and stood up. “I’m sorry I dragged you over here for nothing.”
    “Nonsense.” Aspen held her hand out to Lex, pulling herself out of the swing. She wrapped her arms around Mason and hugged her tightly. “Come by tomorrow night. I’ll make your favorite. We’ll get your mind off of the neighbor from hell.”
    Mason’s mouth watered at the mere mention of meatloaf. It had been a favorite of hers, for as long as she could remember. “How can I turn that down?” Mason pulled away from Aspen. “Thank you again, both of you.”
    “What are friends for?” Lex pulled Aspen’s arm through hers and smiled. “Five okay?”
    “Yeah. I’ll be there.” Mason watched Lex help Aspen down the steps and couldn’t help smiling. Everything took her three times as long as normal, but anyone could see that Aspen was overjoyed at being pregnant. She waved as Lex pulled away then watched the road long after they’d gone. The ache in Mason’s stomach hadn’t lessoned, but at least she had someone to talk to about the pain. She and Aspen met at the