Julianne grabbed her purse from its hook by the door. Aunt Binnie’s model for grief wasn’t a bad one. Especially since—as Julianne had realized once she started helping her aunt manage her money—Aunt Binnie’s continued grief had contributed to a better world. And that wasn’t a bad legacy to leave.
Julianne checked her purse to make sure she had her keys, tote bag and library card. She would come back to her plans for Bull City Starts after Aunt Binnie’s funeral. Until then, she was going to walk to the library, max out the number of romance novels she could check out and sink herself into happy endings.
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