The Little Cabin by J. Lynn Carr

Author:J. Lynn Carr [J. Lynn Carr]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

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When Francine Rosenbloom died, she knew, with a profound sense of certainty, that she would spend her eternal days on the Rosenbloom Estate.

She’s fairly certain she was supposed to travel into a different realm entirely, but why would she do that when the Rosenbloom Estate is her favorite place in the whole of the universe?

She has seen many Rosenblooms pass through the house, and she has seen nearly as many Christmases. The season never fails to bring a smile to her nearly translucent face.

Francine floats up through the floorboards and into the wall of Hazel’s room. Hazel is staring out her window. Francine can see the heartbreak as clear as day. It’s written in Hazel’s eyes and in her sigh as she reaches up to twist her necklace around her finger.

Francine is worried about Hazel, the poor girl. There is a dark mark on her heart, a pinprick of black that may never heal.

She just hopes it doesn’t grow larger.

Francine decides not to interrupt Hazel’s clearly maudlin musings and, instead, follows the thin, glowing strand of mischief that binds Hazel to her sister, Harvest. The thread snakes its way downstairs, and Francine finds Harvest in the kitchen, counting out spoons to set the table. Francine likes when Harvest sets the table because she always sets a place for her, even though she can’t eat the food.

Francine watches from inside the wall as Harvest pauses to look down at her phone. She considers something on the screen with a curious frown and then turns back to the spoons. Perhaps the message is from a new beau? Francine will ask Harvest about it later.

Francine floats up to the library, where Trixie and Bea are whispering. At first, she thinks it’s Important Living Business, but Francine leans closer, hiding behind the bookshelf and hears Aunt Bea say something about yams.

Francine continues on, floating toward the garage, as she follows the trail of purple that Agent Quinn unknowingly leaves in his wake. Francine enjoys watching him as he holds a glass of Theodore’s wine up to the light, to peer into the depths of the golden-pink liquid.

Pity he’s taken, she thinks watching him take a sip.

Theodore looks proud of his concoction, which makes Francine happy. She’s known Theodore since he was a baby and was even his nanny for a brief moment before the new baby arrived. Not new, she thinks. Just not a Rosenbloom. She knew it at the time, but the patriarch of the family refused to listen. Not that it matters, really. It all worked out in the end, with Little Bea and Trixie. Francine can see their souls and they are so entwined, it’s no wonder they fell in love.

Francine watches as Theodore’s face turns stern and serious. Francine’s interest is piqued.

“Can I ask you something?” he asks the vampire.

Agent Quinn gives him a curt nod.

“How is Harv doing? At work?”

“She’s doing fine,” he says. “She’s still learning but she’s doing good work.”

Theodore frowns. “Does she ever talk about Ezra?”

“Not

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