Hailey watched helplessly as Noah stormed into the house. He’d almost knocked Rochester over. Kevin held the car door open, but his mouth was in a grim line. “I’m sorry, Miss Johnson. Mr. Magellan doesn’t normally have a temper.”

“Well, I guess I’ve stretched him these days. No need to apologize. I’ve done it to myself.”

“I doubt that, Miss Johnson.”

She’d miscalculated, was what she’d done. She had never thought that her past would come back and ...