The Search

by Nora Roberts

There’s nothing I can do to change what happened before, and nothing I can do to change what’s happening now. I knew it was coming, now it has. Tomorrow it’ll be yesterday.” “That’s one way to look at it.”

Subtle but expensive Susan from Bainbridge Island.” “What am I? Obvious and cheap?”

“This is music to my ears,” Sylvia murmured. “Why, O Wise One?” Mai demanded. “Because he’s not some perfect fantasy. He’s flawed and you understand that. It means you’ve fallen for who he is, not who you want him to be.”