The Husband She Can't Forget. Patricia Forsythe

that the shop will fail, and its success will be another income stream for you, better than the one you’ve got now with your helter-skelter approach to selling the pieces you’ve renovated.”

      “Helter-skelter?”

      “You know it’s true. That’s why you’ve got a barnful—”

      “Not a barn,” Carly interrupted. “More of a large shed.”

      Lisa ignored the interruption. “Of refurbished pieces sitting and gathering dust. Hoarding them won’t bring you any money.”

      “I’m not hoarding.”

      Lisa gave her a level stare. “Carly, remember my grandparents? The house I grew up in? They didn’t start out as hoarders but they ended up that way because they couldn’t part with anything. Why keep all the pieces you’ve redone when you could sell them and earn money?”

      “Which I’ll need.”

      “My point exactly.” Lisa returned the folder to the clerk then said, “It doesn’t do you any good to borrow trouble. Whatever Luke is planning is going to happen whether you get hysterical about it or not, but it’ll be a lot easier on you if you calm down and focus on the things you can control—like your two businesses.”

      Begrudgingly, Carly stood and followed her. “I hate it when you’re right.”