Jack and Ginger (Sacred Heart Coven Book 3) by Felicia Starr Read Free Book Online

but until she got in the car, she didn't know how much so.  
    She pulled up and parked the car in her numbered spot. It was a little bit weird living in a development after so many years in a single-family house with a nice white fence and a professionally landscaped yard. She sighed.
    She knew in some way the universe had its plan. She missed her father so much, but it seemed like in some ways his passing was his last gift to her. Had he not passed when he did she might still be living her life as a lie in an unhappy marriage.  
    Roger didn't waste any time serving her with the divorce papers. They were barely filling her dad's gravesite when she found out. Lucky for Ginger, her father's condo was paid off and he left it to her. Of course her father's doors would have been wide open to her, but knowing she had her own space to transition to at least made the blow from the divorce a little easier to bear.
    Having a familiar place to go without having to worry about the what ifs and the how's of where she would go next reduced the anxiety that she assumed most women faced when they found themselves in a separation or divorce. It was a small two bedroom, but it was all she needed for the time being. Not to mention it was nice having the pool to enjoy and exercise in over the hot summer months.  
    Ginger took off her shoes and walked up to her second floor unit barefoot. Her feet were starting to throb. They were a bit angry with her for not letting them rest at all though the night. It had been a long time since she'd spent such an extended amount of time on her feet.  
    As she opened the door her stomach started to growl. She tossed her shoes in the bin next to the door and her keys into a small glass bowl that had belonged to her grandmother on the small console table by the door.
    She looked around and still expected her dad to stroll down the hallway as if he was just in the bathroom or grabbing something from his room. Ginger knew she was going to need to get rid of a lot of his stuff; she just wasn't quite up for the task yet. She had purchased some cardboard boxes and promised herself she would start sorting things that could be donated versus saved or trashed.  
    It was late, but she needed to fill her belly. She flipped on her father's ancient looking PC on her way into the compact galley kitchen. She stuck her head in the fridge and pondered; what does someone eat at three in the morning. She hadn't slept so it didn't feel like it was time for breakfast, but she ate dinner almost eight hours ago. A fried egg sandwich had her taste buds going until she remembered the beefsteak tomato she had on the kitchen counter.
    She grabbed the mayo and a head of lettuce before closing the refrigerator. She turned on the toaster oven and popped in an English muffin. The tomato was perfectly sliced by the time the timer went off. She stacked the tomato and lettuce between the two gooey toasted muffin tops.
    She made a cup of hot tea and parked her caboose in front of the computer. She knew it wasn't her job or her business, but she was interested in looking up how to open a restaurant or kitchen. It had always been a dream of hers that she pushed off   to the side for Roger to pursue his hopes and dreams.  
    She took a bite of her sandwich and opened a new tab to search for the basics to running a commercial kitchen. Maybe she could put together a business plan for a small food service building. If nothing else it would be a good distraction for her until she found a job.
    As she started to type it was like a giant light bulb went off over her head. Ginger wondered if this was meant to be her path. Why did she have to wait until she retired to have the career she always fantasized about? They always say that things happen for a reason and that you are where you are supposed to be. Maybe her being at the bar that night was the universe opening a door into a new career for her.  
    Ginger felt confident that she had the