Chapter Six
KARLA SPRAWLED OUT on the blanket, the morning sun warming her body as the rays kissed her flesh, the sound of the breaking waves a soothing melody behind her, almost lulling her to sleep. That is, until the high-pitched screams of Abigail Asher mixed with the sound of the waves as she played with her father, Clint, in the Atlantic. Karla had to admit, she grew quite fond of the little girl over the past couple of weeks. While she couldn’t see herself ever getting involved with someone who already had children, it seemed like the perfect thing for her sister. Aimee was always the one itching to start a family, whereas Karla only saw it as something to hold her back from enjoying life on her own terms. It wasn’t that she didn’t necessarily desire children of her own; she just d
