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"I don't need a whirlwind, Sarah," he said softly. "I just want to be the person who knows how you take your coffee and which chapter you're on in your book."

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The sun was beginning to dip behind the , casting a long, amber glow over Sarah’s porch in Asheville . At fifty-five, Sarah had expected her life to be a quiet collection of gardening books and weekend visits from her adult daughter. She certainly hadn’t expected Julian . "I don't need a whirlwind, Sarah," he said softly