Sable Peak (The Edens, #6)

by Devney Perry

But hope was a funny thing. It chased away all logic.

The memories of years spent with Dad in the mountains seemed to get fuzzier with each passing day. It scared me, the thought of losing him. Of forgetting.

Yeah, I was good at math. At the moment, I’d rather be good at understanding women.

The weather today, inside and out, was clear and a million.

“How’s the weather, Peach?” “Better than I expected,” she whispered. “It started overcast and gray.” “And now?” She smiled. “Clear and a million.”