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Of course, no one knew yet that she planned to stay. Savannah had no idea if she would even like living in Last Chance year-round.

The whimsical yellow flowers were a reminder that she was taking a huge risk. Savannah had only visited Aunt Miriam in the summertime, well past daffodil time. She had never realized that there were daffodils in the side yard. Clumps of daffodils sprouted in the side yard, shooting up through the pine needle ground cover. She studied the garden for a long moment. Mauve and gold paint peeled from the shingles and bric-a-brac, the porch steps sagged, and the azaleas along the front porch were overgrown. She set the parking brake and studied the old Victorian house through the windshield. Savannah White pulled her twelve-year-old Honda into Aunt Miriam's driveway. If you would like to use material from the book (other than for review purposes), prior written permission must be obtained by contacting the publisher at Thank you for your support of the author's rights. Copyright Act of 1976, the scanning, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this book without the permission of the publisher constitute unlawful piracy and theft of the author's intellectual property.