Chapter 29

“Yes. Sure. You and me,” I stated with conviction and kissed Max on the cheek. “I’m just sad about losing what could have been.”

“No problem. We’ll rebuild. Bigger and better.”

Yeah, which was the problem, wasn’t it? Did I really want bigger? Or was I wed to cozy and loving? Would I change anything I’d planned before? I doubted it, since I’d designed from the heart. Still, Max didn’t want to hear my moaning and groaning.

“Right,” I answered before Max could get uneasy again. “Bigger and better.”

I’d have to work it out for myself.

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The call from the fire marshal came the next day.

Arson.

Someone had torched the cabin.

* * * *

“Who’d do such a thing?” I asked Max after we’d entered the Rock Bottom and been seated