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Eva waved her hand, smiling. “Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.”

The child raised one hand in a hesitant response to Eva’s gesture and then slipped off the boulder. Eva stumbled forward, cursing the pebbles that hurt her feet and slowed her progress. Where were they—behind the boulder? Across the creek? Into the woods on the other side?

If not, they’d vanished into thin air again!

Eva didn’t know what to do. This was just too strange. Who was this little kid, out yesterday and today just—just wandering! Where was the mother? The father?

“Oh, how I love Judith Bowen’s stories! Such gutsy heroines and such lovable men! You can’t put the books down and you remember them with a fond, tender feeling. Now, that’s romance!”

—Bestselling author Anna Jacobs