Devin tried to relax, but he felt twitchy and couldn’t seem to pull it off. He kept turning to look over his shoulder as if Tiffany would suddenly reappear out of thin air, just as she’d disappeared into it. It wasn’t doing him any good because he sat on the small bench on the B&B’s verandah where he’d first met her. And that meant that the only thing over his shoulder was the outside wall of the Lamont B&B. In front of him, the evening had swallowed the front lawn and chased the last of the wedding guests inside.
Light came from the windows behind him and the multicolored twinkle lights wrapped about an old cherry tree that commanded the center of the yard. Lurking in the shadows, great trunks of trees soared upward into the darkness. He’d have to ask what they were…he didn’t think redwo
