Coming to the Greene summer bash isn’t something I have time for this year. The inn has been filled every weekend and it’s our busiest tourist season. Probably because there have been rumors about Logan Stone and Gavin Price hanging around our small town. Amazing what people will do to spot a celebrity.
Cade and Presley are walking up the driveway when I arrive, so I walk in step with them.
“Bernie ran away again?” I ask Cade, who’s gasping for breath.
“If you know anyone who wants a dog.” His eyes are pleading as we enter the garage.
“Cade, he’s just a puppy. He’ll outgrow it.” Presley fights for the dog she wanted, but they absolutely got the bad boy of the litter.
I leave them in the garage to argue because we all know Presley will win.
I can already hear Grandma Ethel and her fri
