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“I’m Lydia Morgan.”
    “Then I guess you are. Nice to meet you.”
    “You have no idea what an honor it is to have you here.”
    “I appreciate that. Where are we taking this?”
    “Just around the back. Susan, the caterer, is setting up. She’d forgotten this one tray. Her assistant is a bit late.”
    He gave her an easy chuckle, hoping to ease her a bit.
    “I’ll set this down for you and then go out and get the extra books in my car. I know you said you’d purchased some, but…” He stopped speaking when he turned the corner and saw an entire table full of books. “I guess you have enough.”
    “Most of them are pre-sold, but people have been calling all week. Don’t bring yours yet, but we might need them.”
    Happy day, he thought as he followed her toward the small kitchen.
    A woman with a long dark ponytail and a red apron arranged trays of dipped strawberries. When she caught sight of him, her eyes opened wide, just as Lydia’s had.
    “Hi.” Her mouth turned up into an enormous smile. “I’m Susan. Thank you for your help,” she said holding her hands up much like a surgeon would. “I’d shake your hand, but…”
    “We can do that later. I’m Kent.”
    “I love your books. I’m sorry to look so stupid, but I’m very excited to meet you.”
    “Thank you. This all looks wonderful.”
    “Very simple garden affair,” she said.
    “I haven’t seen a garden yet,” he admitted and that had Lydia touching his arm.
    “Come with me.”
    She led him through a room which he assumed would be used for banquets and receptions and out through another door which led to the outdoor Garden Room.
    This time his breath was taken away. “This is magnificent,” he said. “No one would ever think this was back here.”
    “Isn’t it brilliant? My mother inherited some money years ago. Add that to her alimony my father paid, which we won’t get into,” she said on a laugh. “She bought this old warehouse and turned it into a hall. This is the first function in the Garden Room , which was my design.”
    “You did this?”
    She nodded enthusiastically. “Bethany helped me choose what would go where. Her mother did some flower arranging and she’s very good at it.”
    “Bethany?”
    “Bethany Waterbury, perhaps you’ve heard of her.”
    It was his turn to be star struck, just by the name. “Of course I know who she is. I’m a huge fan of B-movie horror flicks. God, I’ve seen her killed in a dozen movies. She’s brilliant. And beautiful—though I make that assumption since she usually has blood covering her face.”
    Lydia laughed again and her hand came easily to his arm, again. “She is beautiful and you’ll love her.”
    “She’s coming here?” The words croaked from his throat.
    “Of course she is. She lives here now. She’s Susan’s fiancé’s other cousin. I’m one too, but not related to her,” she added with a laugh. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable. I’ll get you a lemonade. I expect guests will arrive in about fifteen minutes.”
    He nodded as she retreated back into the building.
    He pulled a chair out from the table beside him. Bethany Waterbury. She lived in Georgia and she was going to be at his book signing. What an honor.
    Just for fun, he pulled his iPhone from his pocket and went to his IMDb app. He looked her up by name and more than a hundred pictures flashed on his screen.
    The breath in his lungs caught and his hands began to shake.
    Redhead, glorious redhead in yellow flowered sundress.
    It had been Bethany Waterbury.
     
     

Chapter Five
     
    People were already pulling into parking places on the street as Bethany pulled up in front of the building. She was already an hour late. She’d hardly helped with preparation at all. Her hands smelled of gasoline because she’d needed to fill her car or she wasn’t going to have made it.
    Finally, a parking space on the other side of the street appeared. Flipping a U-turn in the middle of the street,