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and says he’d like to learn to be a chef.”
    “So he lived in LA?” Savannah asked, unsmiling.
    Colbi cocked her head, her long brown hair spreading over one shoulder. “Yeah, why?”
    “Oh, nothing, I guess.” After looking at the ticket Kayla had left on the table, Savannah pulled some money out of her purse and placed it on the tray. She then stood and picked up her jacket. Glancing at Colbi, she said, “I wonder if Max might mentor him.”
    “Max? Oh, your aunt’s husband. That’s right, he was a chef, wasn’t he?”
    “Yes, in Chicago. If you decide you want to discuss this with your brother—if it looks like he’s sincere—I’ll ask Max, if you want me to.”
    “Sure. Let’s see how things go before I step out on a limb too far. I’ll be in touch. Thank you so much,” Colbi said, scooting out of the booth and hugging Savannah.
    “For what? I didn’t do anything.”
    “You were there for me and you had some good ideas. I appreciate that a lot.”
    “Well, you’re welcome. I hope it all works out for you.” Savannah turned to lead the way out of the diner. Once they’d stepped through the doorway, she stopped. “Colbi, you said your brother spent time in Los Angeles? Do you know when that was?”
    “Not really. He probably went there when he left my folks’ place to keep from being arrested and he may have stayed there until recently. He probably lived homeless in LA for the last ten years or so. At least that’s the impression I got from him. Why?” When Savannah didn’t respond, Colbi asked, “Savannah, what’s wrong?”
    “Oh, probably nothing,” she said shaking her head.
    “What?” Colbi pushed. “Something’s got you concerned. What is it?”
    “Uh, nothing. Probably just a weird coincidence. I knew a guy named Harrison once, but his last name wasn’t Stanton.”
    Looking puzzled, Colbi said, “Actually, Harrison doesn’t go by Stanton. He told me he changed his name. I don’t know if he did it legally or not, but now he’s known as Harrison Lee.” She chuckled. “At one point he was interested in a film career and he thought Lee sounded better with his name than Stanton. He is rather handsome and, believe it or not, he’s tall. From our mother’s side, no doubt. He’s a good-looking guy.”
    “Yes. Yes he is,” Savannah said as if to herself.
    Colbi looked confused. “What?”
    “Oh, nothing,” she said, turning to unlock her car door.
    Before she could step in, Colbi asked, “Savannah, do you know my brother?”
    Savannah turned to face her. “Um…as a matter of fact, I think I might.”
    Her dark-blue eyes wide, Colbi asked, “Really? How could that be?” She then remembered something. “Oh, that’s right, you lived in Los Angeles. But…I mean…how…?”
    Savannah grimaced, hesitated, then said, “I think most women have a bad boy in their past. Well, I had my bad-boy experience with a handsome younger man named Harrison Lee.”
    Colbi looked at Savannah for a moment. “Oh, that’s absurd. What are the chances? Besides, Harrison is what—five years younger than you are?”
    Savannah nodded. “Yes, I’m afraid that’s right.” She winced. “So he’s in Hammond, is he?”

Chapter 2
 

    “What’s the plan?” Michael asked his wife that evening over dinner. “Will Gladys fly out of Los Angeles and meet us in Hawaii?”
    “I think Mom wants to take the train up here and we’ll fly out of Frisco together. There will be a group of around twenty going on the photography trip. They’ve booked rooms for all of us at the same hotel. I arranged for a two-room suite for the four of us, since we’ll be paying for our stay.”
    Michael dished up another spoonful of Brussels sprouts and a small piece of salmon. “So will it be like one of those touring trips? Are we required to eat together and all?”
    “I believe that’s optional. We don’t have to take meals with everyone, but I think it would be a nice thing to do at least part of