Axe Backwards (Maine Lumberjacks, #4)

by Daphne Elliot

That was the funny thing about grief. It was always there, in the shadows, waiting to step into the light as a reminder of how bad things could get. A testimony to how much a person had lost.

Behind us, a whistle rang out. I didn’t have to turn around to know it was Aunt Lou.

Love Aunt Lou 🤣