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The Drake House

Kelly Moran is a bestselling author of enchanting ever-afters. She gets her ideas from everyone and everything around her and there's always a book playing out in her head. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself. Kelly is a RITA® Finalist, RONE Award-Winner, Catherine Award-Winner, Readers Choice Finalist, Holt Medallion Finalist, and landed on the "Must Read" & "10 Best Reads" lists at USA TODAY's Lifestyle blog. She is a proud Romance Writers of America® member, where she was an Award of Excellence Finalist. Her books have foreign translation rights in Germany, the Czech Republic, and the Netherlands. Kelly's interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet coffee junkie and chocoholic, but don't tell anyone. She's originally from Wisconsin, but she resides in South Carolina with her three sons, her two dogs, and a cat. She loves hearing from her readers. www.AuthorKellyMoran.com Trisha Eaton has been plagued by mysterious nightmares ever since her parents adopted her as a young girl. She chalked them up to childish nuisances until they return-- with a vengeance. Something about the Drake house next door to her family’s apple orchard haunts her. Now, her night terrors and sleepwalking seem to be luring her to something dark. When a series of strange events crops up, Trisha turns to Nick Mackey. As the new deputy in town, Nick just wants to put his traumatic past behind him. An undeniable attraction for Trisha has piqued interest and has him wondering if a shot at a normal life was possible. But Trisha has somehow struck a nerve, and a long-buried secret. A secret that someone they know will kill to keep veiled. Uncovered answers only seem to lead to more questions in a case where nothing makes sense. One chilling fact remains... some nightmares are all too real.

Kelly Moran · Fantasy
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Chapter 62

"She invited my parents to Thanksgiving dinner," Nick said, not wanting to look Brad in the eye. "Who does that? Who invites the boyfriend's parents over after insisting he doesn't love her?"

Brad smiled as he looked out over the orchard at half the town. "But you do love her."

"Shut up, Brad."

He laughed. "Hey, you asked me, remember?"

"It's weird, that's all." Nick used his two-way to tell the deputies to watch the crowd. Again. The guys were getting sick of him, but he didn't give a damn. "Did she tell you what she planned to say?"

"Nope."

"Great. She tells you everything. Now I'm really not liking this." Nick scanned the crowd waiting to hear Trisha's announcement. The temp had dropped to thirty degrees, yet they came out. It spoke volumes.

Nick hated it. Something was going down. Soon. He could feel it.