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We’re just a sinner’s choir, singing a song for the saints.
Paulette was a little uppity because her parents had started the successful real estate agency Welcome to Paradise. She liked to talk. When she stopped talking, we started listening.
Chauncey remembers whistling under his breath because he had seen women on a rampage like that before and they always got what they were after.
They have their cameras out—of course. These days, a picture of a thing is more important than the thing itself.
That’s why we love her, after all; she’s a strong, independent woman who will do what it takes to get to the beating heart of a story.
This island—and this man—have taught Irene some things about resilience, about patience, and, most of all, about hope. Bad things can happen, terrible things. You can lose the people you love the most; you can lose homes, cars, antiques, hand-knotted silk rugs that cost five figures; you can discover that the very life you’re living is a terrific lie. And despite this, despite all this, the sun will continue to rise. Tomorrow morning, over the bruised and broken body of St. John USVI, the sun will rise again. Irene Steele knows this better than anyone.
