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certainly didn't want to make a big deal about it here in
Eclipse Bay, given what happened in the past and all."
    Mitchell reached down and plucked a lush orange-gold bloom. "Funny
thing about the past. The older you get, the less it matters."
    She fell silent for a long moment, shifting gears as she adjusted to the
turn of events. "If Sullivan made some calls, you probably know about Aunt
Claudia." She took a deep breath. "That she's gone, I mean."
    "Yeah." Mitchell looked up from the rose. His gaze was steady and
a little sad. "Heard she passed on a year and a half ago. Heart problems,
Sullivan said."
    She felt the familiar tightening inside. Eighteen months but she still had
to fight back the tears. "She never managed to give up the cigarettes. In
the end, the doctor said it was amazing she made it as long as she did."
    "I remember Claudia and her cigarettes. She was always reaching for the
next one. Had herself a fancy little gold lighter. I can still see her taking
it out of her purse to light another smoke."
    "Mitchell, let me get something straight here. Are you telling me that
you and Sullivan don't care that I'm related to Claudia Banner?"
    "Of course we care. But it's not exactly what you'd call a problem for
us."
    "Oh." She was not sure how to respond to that.
    "Can't say we weren't a bit curious at first, though," he added
dryly.
    "I can imagine. Why didn't you say something? Ask questions? Demand an
explanation? I've stopped by here almost every morning or afternoon when I'm in
town to say hello. I must have talked to you dozens of times since Lillian's
show. But you never said a word. I've seen Sullivan on several occasions, too.
He never gave any indication that he knew who I was."
    "It was your personal business. Sullivan and I talked about it some.
Figured we'd let you tell us in your own time."
    "I see." She thought about that for a while. "Did you, uh,
mention your little insight to anyone else?"
    "Nope. Didn't figure it was anyone else's affair."
    "Believe me, I understand." She wrinkled her nose. "If word
got out that Claudia Banner's great-niece was in town and that she had become
friends with the Madisons and the Hartes, there would be no end to the wild
rumors and speculation. That's exactly why I kept a low profile."
    "Yeah?"
    "It wouldn't have been fair to you Madisons or to the Hartes. You've
all suffered enough over the years because of what happened when you got
involved with Aunt Claudia."
    Mitchell snorted. "Madisons and Hartes are used to folks around here
talking about us. Claudia may have been the spark that started the feud, but
you can't blame her for the fact that Sullivan and I kept it going all those
years. Hell, Madisons and Hartes have been inspiring conversation here in
Eclipse Bay all by ourselves for decades. Got a real talent for it. Sometimes I
think the good Lord put us on this earth just to keep this town
entertained."
    In other words, her concern for discretion and the privacy of the Madison
and Harte families had been a complete waste of time and energy on her part.
She sighed inwardly. Not only was she not needed here, Mitchell and Sullivan
hadn't even cared enough about her presence in town to ask for explanations.
    The day was getting more depressing by the minute.
    "Well, that's that, then, isn't it?" She straightened her
shoulders, preparing to leave. "I just wanted you to know, Mitch."
She took a step back. "Guess I'll be going." She retreated another
step. "Your roses look incredible, by the way."
    Mitchell rapped his cane on the gravel again. "Hang on a minute. I'm
the first to admit that you've got a right to keep your private business
private, but now that you've mentioned Claudia and what happened in the past, I
think maybe I've got a right to know why you've suddenly decided to pull up
stakes."
    "It's hard to explain."
    His hawklike eyes gleamed with shrewd comprehension. "It's Nick Harte,
isn't it?"
    She was dumbfounded. "I, uh—"
    "He's been pestering you, hasn't