going?”
“We survived. The yard barely did, though. It’s still a mess.”
Samantha glanced behind her, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “We?”
“Of course.” Bailey felt her cheeks flush as she turned toward Ed. “Samantha, this is Ed Carter, Bill’s son.”
Samantha smiled and extended her hand. “So nice to meet you.”
Ed smiled politely. Maybe he had manners around everyone except Bailey. “Nice to meet you, too.”
“Samantha lives on the other side of the island,” Bailey continued. “Her fiancé just restored some old fishing cabins there.”
“Bailey and I both showed up here in Smuggler’s Cove about the same time and instantly bonded,” Samantha added. “So besides coming to see how you fared after last night, I was wondering if you wanted to come by for a cookout tonight. We have a freezer full of fish at our place and if we don’t get our electricity back, all of those fillets are going to go bad.” She glanced at Ed. “You, too.”
“That would be great,” Bailey said. She would love to spend more time with Samantha. Maybe getting away from this house for an hour or two would do her good. She hadn’t found anything in the library. She’d quickly searched Mr. Carter’s bedroom as well, but there was nothing. Those were the two rooms he’d used most. She hardly knew where to look next.
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