Alice Kelton tossed another swimming suit into the open suitcase on her bed. Frank’s phone rang and rang, and he did not pick up. “Of course,” she muttered, ending the call before his voicemail could demand she leave a message. She wanted to hurl the phone through the window, load up everything she owned, and get on the jet back to Rocky Ridge, the smallest of the islands that made up Five Island Cove.
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