When Joy arrived in Heron’s Landing, seeing how the town looked with the changing leaves of autumn, her heart swelled to bursting. She’d missed the place, even if it hadn’t treated her well in the end. It was a weird emotion, a mixture of peace at coming back and agitation that everyone still hated her.
When she drove up to River’s Bend, though, her heart just about burst from her chest when she saw Adam’s truck parked out front. She got out of her car and shaded her eyes. No one was in the fields; Grace had told her that they’d finished harvesting already. Looking at the building, Joy swallowed. She could do this. She could do this for Grace—couldn’t she?
But she didn’t even step inside. Instead, she watched as Adam himself came outside, and at first he didn’t see her. Her traitorous he
