Waiting for the One by L.A. Fiore

Author:L.A. Fiore [Fiore, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781477829295
Google: q3K5rQEACAAJ
Amazon: B00QBOD5HY
Barnesnoble: B00QBOD5HY
Goodreads: 23733234
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-04-27T00:00:00+00:00

Coffee turns into lunch and dinner at my house, and boy, did Reaper score with the hamburger Logan grilled up for him, as Logan and I discuss in detail what I want to do. He left me with some websites of places doing similar things.

Throughout the day I find myself pausing my work and just watching him. He’s an incredible artist, but today I saw the businessman, and he’s equally incredible at that.

Logan agrees that we should check out the house, but unlike our New York adventure, this time we’ll catch a plane into LaGuardia and rent a car. Before he leaves, we walk Reaper along the beach, make out like school kids under the stars, and then he waits for me to lock the door before he climbs onto his motorcycle and drives off. He only left five minutes ago and I already miss him.

Turning off the lights, I head into the bedroom where I shower and change into my pajamas. I try to watch some television, but I just can’t get into it, so I shut it off and try for sleep, but it’s only nine o’clock and I’m not having much luck.

I can’t seem to stop my brain from working as my thoughts drift from Logan to Frank. Frank mentioned that Maggie’s mom and sister made her wedding dress. Was it possible that her sister was still alive? I’m surprised at how much I want to have a chance to talk to the sister of the woman Frank had loved and lost. Which leads to another thought. I still have Frank’s ashes. I haven’t figured out where to lay him to rest, but if I could find out where Maggie was buried, I could seek permission to bury Frank with her. Googling Margaret Phillips ends up being fairly pointless, since she died well before the computer age. And if she had lived, she would have most likely felt as Frank did about computers. He didn’t like them nor did he use them: no ads on the Internet, no website or social media page. He thought it was all nonsense. His cash register was ancient and his phone had a rotary dial. And without any of those online links, search engines don’t have as much to draw from. There has to be a way to learn her sister’s name. Even her death records would probably give me next of kin. I’m not savvy enough on computers to figure it out, but Josh is. Looking at the clock to make sure it isn’t too late, I call him.

“Hey, Saffron, what’s up?”

“Is it possible to search death records online?”

“Well, that’s a bit morbid, isn’t it?”

“Funny. I’m trying to find a woman that Frank knew. It’s a long story and I’d rather you read it in Frank’s words than me tell you, but for now I want to find her, more specifically her sister.”

“Frank’s journals?” His voice softens, laced with understanding and tenderness.

“Yes.”

“Death records are a matter of public record, so

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