A Spirited Love (A Five Senses Short Book 2) by Gemma Brocato

Author:Gemma Brocato [Brocato, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal, Ghosts
Amazon: B015JSMXZW
Publisher: Gemma Brocato
Published: 2015-10-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The trees swayed in the gentle ocean breeze as she drove up the lane to the Sea View. Even the construction trailers sitting off to one side of the grounds didn’t detract from the elegance and beauty of the old house. The new roof gleamed in the evening sunlight. Reflected glare from the new windows temporarily blinded Jem. She squinted and flipped down the sun visor as she crept forward.

Pulling her car next to Jack’s truck, she shut the motor off. The air conditioning died along with the radio. Yawning, she climbed out to face the house. She stared at the stately old structure, taking in the screened porch to the left of the front door.

She beckoned to Clooney in the back seat. “Come on, handsome.” As he hopped out, Jem saw movement on the porch from the corner of her eye. She turned sharply as Clooney barked loudly, standing alert next to her, snout pointed to the house.

The porch was empty. Had it been her imagination, or had someone been sitting there? She envisioned the wicker furniture she’d seen from pictures in Amy’s book, a settee, a low table, a butler’s cart loaded with tea and cakes. She blinked hard and shook her head from side-to-side, then dragged her gaze back to the porch. The area was littered with nothing but boxes and construction tools. Bone deep exhaustion had left her so out of sorts she’d begun seeing things. Probably best not to mention this little episode to Jack. He’d ban her from the site for good.

Giving a slight chuckle, she rounded the back of her car and popped the trunk. Before Avery left for the day, he’d helped her prepare a picnic of fried chicken, coleslaw, a green salad, and peach cobbler. They’d made enough for Avery to carry some upstairs to the apartment over the café where he and his small family lived. They’d moved in right after Jem had relocated to Jack’s house.

Slinging a light blue blanket over her shoulder, she pulled the cooler of food from the trunk. She grabbed another tote containing a thermos of lemonade, red Solo cups, a bottle of chardonnay, and the diary Jack had found. She’d arrived early, so she planned to read while she waited for him to join her.

Loaded to the teeth, she headed toward the path to the bluff. “Let’s go, Clooney. Jack will be out soon. This is a good place for a good-looking dog like you to run free.”

By the time she found the perfect shady area, she was sweating in the heat. The temps had cooled a little, but humidity made it difficult to catch a breath. It was late August after all. She dropped her packages, then spread the blanket under a tall white oak tree. She used the hem of her fitted T-shirt to wipe the moisture from her brow. She settled on the blanket and slipped her flip-flops off, pushing them aside.

After pouring a cup of lemonade, she took a sip.

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