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She thinks a little spray paint is bad? I’m going to dismantle her life, piece by piece. I’m going to ruin her.
And I’m just getting started.
CHAPTER28
Audrey
No onein the office could see my laptop screen, but the urge to close it was there. It felt weird to be looking at an email from another company, especially when the purpose of the email was to invite me to interview for a position.
I wasn’t as excited as I thought I’d be. When I’d received a similar email from Lou, offering an interview for my current position, I’d celebrated like I’d just won the lottery.
This job was a better fit and it paid more. So why wasn’t I jumping out of my chair or rushing to answer as quickly as I could?
Probably because it was in Massachusetts.
It was just a request for an interview. It didn’t mean I’d get the job. And if I did get the job, I wouldn’t necessarily have to take it.
Who was I and what had happened to Audrey? A few months ago, I would have been salivating over this job, especially because it was in Massachusetts. Now I couldn’t imagine saying yes to a cross-country move.
I knew what had happened. Josiah Haven.
Was I really going to decline an interview for a good job?
Yes. Yes, I was.
Because I already knew I wouldn’t take it if they offered it to me. And I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time.
Was I crazy?
Yeah, maybe.
I typed a polite response and tried not to think about the implications of the decision I’d just made. Maybe I’d regret it. Maybe Josiah and I would fizzle out or he’d get tired of me or I’d realize I was nuts to think I could happily stay in this town.
But, at least for now, I was going to let my heart lead the way. And my heart wanted Josiah.
Sandra came in balancing a drink carrier filled with coffees and a bag in her other hand. Ledger didn’t seem to notice, so I got up to help her with the door.
“Thanks,” she said as I held the door for her. “In case you didn’t notice, the coffee maker broke. I figured that meant we needed muffins, too. They had blueberry.”
“I love blueberry muffins. Thank you.”
“Thanks for your help, Ledger,” she said, her voice laced with sarcasm.
He took out one of his earbuds. “What?”
She put the drink carrier on her desk and picked up one of the coffee cups. “I got you a latte. Maybe the caffeine will motivate you to get some work done.”
He grinned, clearly ignoring her familiar insult, and grabbed his coffee like a happy toddler. “Thanks.”
She lifted another cup and handed it to me. “For you. Help yourself to a muffin. I’ll take Lou his coffee.”
Sandra placed her coffee on her desk, then took Lou’s to his office. I grabbed my cup and a muffin and took them to my desk.
Ledger held out a napkin toward me. “Here.”
“Thanks.”
Mayor Bill walked by the front window and peeked in. He was wearing a Squirrel Protection Squad t-shirt. They’d even put their names on the back, like sports jerseys. He spotted me and waved.