Finding Colin Firth: A Novel by March Mia

Author:March, Mia [March, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2013-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

Veronica couldn’t stop thinking about him. She felt for him, obviously. But there was something else going on here, something unexpected, an attraction to Nick DeMarco that she wouldn’t let rise to the surface.

She sat on the window seat in her kitchen, looking out at the backyard and sipping the coffee she’d made for them. His half-finished cup was still on the island counter, where he’d left it before he’d gone, in quite a hurry, as though he couldn’t wait to get away. He probably felt as though he’d said too much.

It was just past eight, and dusk was finally beginning to fall. No matter how she tried to move her thoughts away from Nick, to the pie she still had to bake, to packing her bag for tomorrow’s long day in the holding pen, to going over her schedule to make sure she knew what pies she’d need to bake tomorrow night, she couldn’t get Nick off her mind. Had he always been so attractive? He was tall and well built, yes, with that dark, wavy hair and deep brown eyes, and he had a great jawline with a slight cleft, but she’d never much paid attention to him as a man before; he’d always represented something else to her: her very distant past. Timothy. A life she barely felt connected to yet couldn’t get away from this past year. Her own doing.

Her doorbell rang, and she startled at the sight of his police hat on the counter next to the bowl of apples. She hadn’t even noticed he’d left it behind. And Veronica usually noticed everything.

She assumed it was him and went to the door with the hat in her hand to save him from having to come in and wait for her to get it; he clearly needed some time and space, and she’d give it to him.

She opened the door and there he stood.

“I usually don’t go around leaving my hat in people’s kitchens,” he said with a brief smile.

“I—”

The phone rang, and Veronica ignored it, letting her answering machine pick it up. She was about to offer Nick the other half of his coffee in a travel cup when a woman’s voice began leaving a message.

“Hello, Veronica?” the melodic voice said into her machine. “My name is Bea Crane. I was born on October twelfth, 1991, in Boothbay Harbor, Maine. I’m here in Boothbay Harbor, staying at the Three Captains’ Inn. I’d like to meet you, if you’re open to that. You can reach me on my cell at 207-555-1656. Bye for now.” Click.

Veronica went still, heard herself let out a strange sound, and dropped the hat on the floor. She stood there, in some kind of daze, aware that Nick was kneeling at her feet, picking up the hat and staring at her. Then he was leading her to a chair in her living room and helping her sit down.

“Veronica? Are you all right?”

Her hand flew to her mouth. The baby. Her baby. The daughter she’d given up for adoption.

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