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There was something different about today. Halley Bee could feel it the moment she opened her eyes. She knew these things, didn’t she? Lying in bed with Buckley purring beside her, she gave him a big squeeze.

“Today will be a good day,” she told the cat. “Today will be for Emma.”

Visions of Halley’s grandmother, aunt, and sister had been coming to her on a regular basis. But not this morning. Everything about today was different. The air was clear. The sun was shining through her window. The day was filled with promise.

With Buckley right behind her, Halley sprang out of bed, and hurried into the bathroom where she splashed cold water on her face. She dressed in purple jeans and t-shirt and hurried to the kitchen where Mama was ladling pancake batter onto the griddle.

There was something different about Mama, too. She didn’t look sad. For the first time since Emma died, Halley didn’t see any pain in her mother’s eyes.

Her mother smiled and gave a nod. With no further delay, Halley’s face lit up with excitement. Scooping Buckley up in her arms, she dashed through the small cottage and out the front door. She ran to The Gull Cottage Motel office, where she knew Molly Spencer was waiting for her.