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what? I don’t know him at all.”
    “That’s the funny thing about sparks. They’re just these teeny, tiny little embers that come out of the simplest of things and then out of nowhere you get this giant inferno.”
    Paige rolled her eyes and turned back to the computer, trying to hide her smile.
    “Look, I’m just happy that you’re not moping over that asshole anymore.”
    “Wow,” Paige said, looking back at her mom in surprise. Denise Morrison did not cuss, nor had she really said anything about Dylan in the last three months. She’d pretty much just put on a face of support and kept her opinions to herself. Apparently all bets were off now. “Tell me how you really feel.”
    “I do not like that horrible man. He wasn’t worthy of you in any capacity. Not in any way, shape, or form. And as far as I’m concerned you’re better off without that smarmy, little prick in your life.”
    “What’s with the sudden honesty?”
    “You were different yesterday. Different than you’ve been since you got here. I wasn’t lying when I said there was a spark, and I saw it in your eyes.”
    Well, if she wasn’t the second person to say that Paige had changed since meeting Brendan.
    Dylan hadn’t really been on her mind at all in the last twenty or so hours. Not since this hot mechanic/nice young man had crossed her path. She was still upset about the job interview joke that had happened, and she was really bummed about her Jeep, but things were definitely different today. Good different. Hopeful different.
    The phone started ringing. Paige turned back to the desk and grabbed the phone next to the computer.
    “Hello?” she said, running her finger down the handle of her coffee cup.
    “May I speak with Paige Morrison?” Except the thickly accented male voice said Pie-ge instead of Paige .
    “Speaking.” Her hand stilled.
    “This is Burley Adams over at Adams and Family. I was calling about a job opening.”       
    Paige’s head shot up. She hadn’t applied to any place called Adams and Family. She wasn’t even sure what they did.
    “I’d like to set up an interview. For today if possible.”
    “That’s possible. What time should I come in?”
    “Would one o’clock work?”
    “Yes.”
    “Just come into the office. We’re over on the corner of Apple Orchard and Fifth Street. Just ask for me when you come in.”
    “Mr. Adams, how did you hear about me?”
    “Brendan King gave me your name.”
    Brendan?
    “Oh,” she said, her mind going blank. “Well, thank you. I’ll see you at one,” she said before she hung up.
    She stared at the phone for a second in shock, unsure of what to do from here. She turned around slowly to look at her mother. Denise was beaming.
    “Will you look at that? Where’s the interview?”
    “Adams and Family.”
    “What’s that?” Denise asked, furrowing her brow.
    “I’m not sure,” Paige said, shaking her head. She’d been so thrown by Brendan’s recommendation that she’d forgotten to ask.
    “How did they hear about you?”
    “Brendan.”
    “Huh.” Denise grinned, looking more than a little satisfied with herself. “What did I tell you. Sparks .”
    Yeah, Paige was just concerned she was going to go up in flames again, and this time there would be nothing left.
    *  *  *
    Adams and Family was a funeral home.
    Da-na-na, snap, snap.
    Paige stood outside of the old Victorian house staring up at the two floors. It was yellow with white trim and green shutters. There was a large black sign on the lawn that read A DAMS AND F AMILY F UNERAL H OME in big white letters. Two shiny, gray hearses were parked on the side of the building.
    It’s a job, she told herself over and over again.
    Yeah, but it’s a job at a funeral home…with dead bodies.
    That’s true, but you need a new radiator, which requires money, which you don’t have.
    Dead bodies.
    No car.
    Dead bodies.
    NO CAR.
    Paige looked down at her bright blue silk blouse, the sleeves coming down