I parked in my regular spot, the sweetly painted Petunia marker grinning at me as always. Hard not to let my gaze linger at the emptiness behind the cartoon version of my sweet little dog, at the carefully leveled green space that made my chest ache despite the fact I was absolutely and utterly over the loss of my B&B.

Right, Fee. Tell me another one.

Lingering over that not-so-distant pain did little to improve my mood. Rather than entering the annex from the front ...