The Yacht Club, Chapter 8
*Women's Fiction *The Hamptons *Friendship *Light Mystery
Candace stood at her office window, her hand in her mouth as she chewed her fingernails. She hadn’t done that since she was a teen, but as she currently watched her team gather on the dock below, she moved on to her pinky.
Truth be told, she’d been on the edge of a cliff for a few weeks now. Maybe a month. Maybe longer.
PastForward had moved out of the Fl…
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