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As the Years Past By
“Yes, yes.” He nodded. “You boys are always so punctual.”
The smile on Embry’s face was sharp as he turn to look at me. “We try. I’ll get it for you.”
He patted me on the back. “I’ll wait here with Jacob, then.”
How is your father, Jacob?”
“He’s good.”
“Sam and Emily? Still wrapped up in marital bliss?”
I smiled at the thought of Sam’s and Emily’s wedding a year ago. “Sickeningly.”
Parker laughed. “Glad to hear it. When you’re old like me, Jacob, you relish any kind of good news that you get.”
We turned at the sound of a dying engine at the front door and saw Embry getting out of Parker’s car. “Here you go, Parker. Don’t let it tempt you to let loose on the highway, now.”
Parker grinned. “And here’s your check.” The check disappeared into one of Embry’s jacket the way Quil money does whenever he entered into a bet with him.
Parker was on his way outside when he turned as in afterthought. “You know Sheriff Swan’s daughter Isabella, don’t you, boys?”
Embry slid his dark eyes at me, probably sensing my tension. “Yes.”
“I saw her in Port Angeles the other day, so I wondered whether she was back.”
“That’s not possible.” I muttered through stiff lips.
The man nodded. “Yes, I did hear she was in…Alaska? Was it?”
“Yes.” I breathed out against the wild thump of my heart. “So, it can’t possibly be her.”
“I’m pretty sure it was her, Jacob. I saw her from up close, she was even wearing that unique bracelet of hers.” He rolled her eyes. “I remembered because my granddaughter wanted one just like it, the one with the charms; a wolf and a seashell.”
I felt the blood drain from my face and my heart clenched tightly in remembrance.
“Oh, well. Maybe she was just visiting.” He waved at us, not realizing that I was frozen in place.
“Jake.”
I shook my head and turned away from Embry’s probing eyes. “Leave it alone.”
“I saw her too, Jake.”
I turned back to him. “What?”
“I saw her at Charlie’s when we were patrolling. “ He smiled warily at me. “She left us cookies and milk.” He shifted his feet. “She’s back.”


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