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Authors: Meg Muldoon
Murder in Christmas River: A Christmas Cozy Mystery (19 page)
I was speechless.
I realized these were the words I’d always wanted to hear. My entire life.
I knew I should have been mad. Mad that he’d left and abandoned me again. The old me would have been. The one who’d been beaten up and changed by the harsh realities of life.
But when I was with Daniel, I felt like that 16-year-old under the moonlight, listening to him sing. Fresh and clean and unscathed by the bitter side of love. Complete.
“Don’t do that to me again,” I said, placing a hand up to his cheek. “Ever.”
“I couldn’t,” he said, touching my hand. “I love you too much.”
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, and we kissed, the snow falling silently all around us, the wind blowing sharply into the sides of our faces.
But I wasn’t cold. In fact, I hadn’t been that warm in years.
Huckleberry circled us, wagging his little nub, barking playfully.
Daniel kissed me like he did that night in the summer of our youth. Deep and passionate and soul-shaking.
And I knew he was true. I knew he was never going to leave me. Not ever again.
Epilogue
The dog had never tasted anything as delicious as this meat pie the woman had placed for him in the corner of her kitchen.
He ate at it noisily, some of it splashing over the sides. It felt good to be inside, to be warm, to feel that he was loved and wanted again.
Soft music played from the speakers and the man held the woman, and they swayed gently from side to side to the rhythm.
And the dog had a feeling that he’d be seeing a lot more of the woman.
That the man and the woman would play a big part in his life in the upcoming years.
He would be loyal to both of them and would never leave their sides as long as he lived.
Huckleberry, as the woman called him, finally had a loving home.
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