CHAPTER 34
“What part of I don’t want to talk about it is difficult for you to understand?” Jillian had never snapped like that at her aunt before, but during the entire car trip back to Safe Anchorage, Connie had done nothing but pry into her personal life, trying to butt her head into what was absolutely none of her business.
“All you need to know is I’ll be back at Seattle by the end of the week. Sorry, but you’ll have to find someone else to help you in the gift shop.”
“I just wish you’d let me know what …”
“I said I don’t want to talk about it.” Jillian clenched her jaw shut, focusing on that instead of the tightness in her throat. Why couldn’t people in this stupid town learn to mind their own business? Why couldn’t they take no for an answer, and why did they have to keep on pus
