A Second Roar for Love (WHISPERING PINES #2) by Milly Taiden EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Milly Taiden
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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Elowen “Ellie” Theren sighed as her blue Prius crested the final hill,
revealing the quaint town of Whispering Pines nestled in the valley
below. A familiar pang of nostalgia mixed with anxiety stirred in her
chest at the sight of the place she once called home. It had been over fifteen
years since she last set foot here, and returning now as a widow felt surreal,
like stepping into someone else’s life.
She had left all those years ago to marry Alistair Rikart, a human
businessman, in an arrangement that saved her family’s struggling herbal
shop. At the time, it seemed a necessary sacrifice. But the marriage proved
utterly miserable, an endless parade of cold silences and colder beds. Some
days, the only thing that kept her going was the knowledge that Alistair’s
money ensured her parents could retire comfortably.
When Alistair passed away from a heart attack two months ago, she felt
more relief than grief. With him gone, she was finally free to come back to
Whispering Pines and reclaim her life. Start fresh.
She shook her head, dispelling that train of thought as her car rolled
down Main Street. Best not to get ahead of herself. Too much had changed.
As if to punctuate that fact, Elowen noticed several new shops lining the
thoroughfare – a tea house called The Sipping Siren and a shop peddling
crystals and tarot cards. But many of the old stalwarts remained. Molly’s
Bewitched Bakery still stood on the corner of Elm, the mouthwatering scent
of her famous lavender scones perfuming the air. And across the way, the
Lone Wolf Cafe’s neon sign blinked invitingly, no doubt serving up Elsie’s
legendary coffee and conversations to the breakfast crowd.
Before long, the road narrowed and began to wind through stands of
towering pines. She turned down an unmarked dirt lane, the Prius bouncing
over potholes as dense forest pressed in from both sides. Then the trees
parted to reveal a familiar whitewashed cottage with a slate blue door.
Grandma Iris’s house. Her house now.
Unbuckling her seat belt with hands that shook only slightly, Elowen
stepped out of the car and took a long, steadying breath of balsam-scented
air. Even after over a decade away, the house still exuded a sense of
sanctuary. Of coming home.
“I’m back, Grandma,” she said softly. “Hope you left some of your
feisty spirit behind to guide me.”
The key turned smoothly in the lock, and the door swung open on
perfectly oiled hinges. She allowed herself a small smile. Trust Grandma
Iris to enchant the hinges against squeaking even from beyond the grave.
Crossing the threshold felt like stepping into a memory. Everything
looked exactly the same as when she helped Grandma pack up to move into
the retirement community outside of Portland five years ago. The same
faded floral couch sagged in the small living room, and the same assortment
of crystals and dried herbs cluttered every surface. Even the air smelled the
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