“That’s what happens when you got yourself a sister who steals from you and a new mouth to feed,” Liza said, arms crossed. Knox or Nash had a very big mouth. I said nothing and popped the cork free. “Guessin’ you’ll need work too,” she predicted. “Unless you work from home or something.” “I recently left my job,” I said carefully. And my home. My fiancé. And everything else in that life. “How recently?” People in Knockemout were not shy about sticking their noses into other people’s business. “Yesterday.” “Heard my grandson drove you out here with a wedding dress flying like a flag out the
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