Sara's Song by Sandra Edwards Read Free Book Online

about who you are now.”
    “Yeah, well...” She rolled her eyes. “You might feel differently when you learn the truth.”
    “I know the truth.” He gave her a long, searching look. “Now the only way this could turn out to be a problem is if you’re still in love with him.”
    “I’m not,” she said emphatically. “I realized that last night.” She lowered her gaze right along with her tone. “When he showed up at my door.”
    “What?” Clay shouted with a growl of caged fury. “He was here? What happened?”
    “Nothing. I tossed him out.” She shook her head. “But that doesn’t change the fact that if he can find me, so can the Press.” She gave a helpless shrug. “Once they do, they’ll make your life and everybody else’s in town a living hell.”
    “We have our ways of dealing with unwanted visitors here in Fireside.” He laughed devilishly.
    “Is it legal?” she asked, half-serious.
    A smile tipped the corners of Clay’s mouth, then he pulled her to him and kissed her.
    “You do make a good case for your argument,” she said, finally feeling like she could relax a little.
    “So you were married to that idiot Kirk Bronson?” he said, and it wasn’t really a question.
    “Idiot, huh?” She laughed. “You know him pretty well.”
    “Not really.” Clay shrugged. “But I do know this…only an idiot would let you get away.”
    “It’s just as well.” Sara shook her head. “He can’t compare to you.”
    “His loss is my gain,” Clay said. “But you might want to contact him one last time.”
    “Why’s that?”
    “To give him fair warning,” Clay said. “Next time he shows up here in Fireside, he’ll answer to me.”

EPILOGUE
    Six Months Later ....
    M ost mornings Sara and Clay dropped into Ruby’s diner first thing in the morning. While she was usually going to work, he could be coming or going, as he sometimes worked the night shift.
    They always sat at the counter. And today, Clay watched her as she slid off the stool and headed for the restroom.
    Jewel stepped up to Clay and poured coffee into his cup. “Times are kind of boring around here, Clay. When are you gonna give us something to look forward to?”
    “What do you mean?” He chuckled as if her inquiry made him nervous.
    “You know what I mean.” She tossed him a chastising look and turned away.
    “Doesn’t Micki bring you enough gossip from Sacramento?” he asked, pointing out that his sister, who had recently been elected to the state legislature, should be the talk of the town. Not him.
    Jewel turned back around and leaned on the counter. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”
    “Keep it down, will you?” Clay winked at Jewel. “You’ll ruin my surprise.”
    She gave him a rough glare. “Don’t mess around and lose that girl, Clay.”
    The bell jingled over the door at the front of the café, claiming Clay and Jewel’s attention. Clay didn’t recognize the guy walking in, and he doubted Jewel did either.
    The stranger was wearing a dress shirt and slacks. He glanced around the diner and stepped toward the counter, handing Jewel a picture. “I’m looking for this woman.”
    Jewel looked at the picture then passed it off to Clay. Sara. Jewel said, “Can’t say that I know her. Who is she?”
    “Her name’s Sara Bronson.”
    “Never heard of her,” Jewel said.
    “She might be going by the name Sara Robbins,” the stranger said.
    Jewel shook her head and gazed around the diner. “Anybody here know a Sara Bronson or Sara Robbins?”
    Everyone shook their heads. The guy pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to Jewel. “If you see her…”
    Jewel looked at the card, then stuck it in her apron pocket. The guy dipped his chin and backed away, heading for the door. “Damn reporters,” Jewel said under her breath as he left the diner.
    Sara returned from the restroom, checking her watch as she sat back down on the stool next to Clay. “I should be going soon. I don’t want