Sable Peak (The Edens, #6)

by Devney Perry

so I just held on to her. Tight enough that maybe the next time she thought about going it alone, she’d remember there was no need.

“Would you go with me?” “Yes.” “Thank you.” “You don’t have to thank me, Peach. We go together. From here to Idaho to the ends of the earth.”

That was how all of the impromptu barbeques started with our family. Someone offered a beer. There were usually cheeseburgers. And we were more than family. We were friends.

Some of us hadn’t started with the last name Eden. Some of us had changed it with marriage. But every person in this house claimed it. We were the Edens.