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time in her life for more. She had a demanding job and a daughter, and both had taken a hard hit from last month’s tornado.
    And speaking of her child, she’d left Evie long enough. Thank goodness Miss Abigail had been so accommodating about helping with Evie. The retired legal secretary had even babysat a couple of evenings when Megan got called out to assist with an emergency rescue. Evie had been particularly clingy this past month. And she couldn’t blame her. That nightmarish day still haunted Megan as well; she often woke up from dreams of not reaching her daughter in time, of the whole roof of the preschool collapsing.
    Dreams that sometimes took a different turn with Whit arriving, of the kiss going further....
    Megan watched his truck drive away, a knot in her stomach.
    It would be too damn easy to lean on those broad shoulders, to get used to the help, which would only make things more difficult when she was on her own again. Megan turned away from the door and temptation, returning to reality in the form of her precious daughter sitting on Abigail’s lap as they played on the iPad together. Evie’s knight’s armor was slipping off one shoulder, her toy sword on the ground beside her tiara.
    Megan held out her arms. “Come here, sweetie.”
    She gathered Evie into her arms and held her on her hip. Not much longer and her baby girl would be too big to carry around. This precious child, who wanted to be a “princess knight” for Halloween and cut through tornadoes with a foam sword. Megan had hoped her daughter would relax and heal as they put the storm behind them, but now Thanksgiving was approaching and Evie was still showing signs of trauma.
    The holidays were tough anyway, reminding her that she was the sole relative in Evie’s life. She was a thirty-year-old single mom.
    And damn lucky to have landed in this small town full of warmhearted friends.
    “Thank you, Abigail, for helping out even after the school finished repairs. You’ve been a lifesaver.”
    The roof of Little Tots Daycare had been reconstructed quickly, but the dust and stress had taken its toll on the kids and the workers. Some had gotten the flu.
    Others, like Evie, had nightmares and begged to stay home. Her daughter conquered pretend monsters in iPad games and dress-up play.
    Abigail rocked back in her chair. “My pleasure. She’s a doll.” She pinched Evie’s cheek lightly. “We have fun readin’ books on the iPad. Don’t we, Evie?”
    Bringing her daughter to work wasn’t optimal, but Megan didn’t have any choices for now. “Thanks again.”
    “I’m always a call away. The benefit of being retired. Maybe we’ll see Mr. Daltry again tomorrow. Now wouldn’t that be nice if he became a regular volunteer?”
    As much as Megan wanted to keep her distance, she couldn’t ignore all the amazing things Whit had done for her.
    Evie patted her mother’s cheek with a tiny palm. “Where did the nice man go?”
    “He brought a kitty to stay with us here.”
    She stuck out her bottom lip. “We don’t like people who dump their pets. Does this mean I can’t like him anymore?”
    “He didn’t dump the kitty, sweetie. He saved her from being cold and hungry in the woods.” Although she had to admit she was disappointed he hadn’t offered to keep the cat. She struggled not to resent his wealthy lifestyle. Everyone knew he was a self-made man who’d worked hard to build a fortune before his thirty-fifth birthday. “Tallulah lost her family and had nowhere else to go. We’re going to help her find them again.”
    “’Lulah?”
    “Right. That’s her name.”
    “She can come home wif us and live in our house. I’ll get her a costume too.”
    They already had three cats and two dogs, all of which Evie had been dressing up as part of her medieval warrior team. The costumes transformed them into horses, elves, queens and even a unicorn.
    Their house was full.
    And Megan was at her limit with work and her daughter. “You