Past Secrets, Present Love
You or Ben Cavanaugh may be the adult child of Sandra Lange.
The words echoed through Kelly Young's brain with the
rhythm of a marching band on Independence Day. No matter how furiously she worked at cleaning out the old utility closet, she couldn't silence them.
"Aren't you leaving to get ready for Ben and Leah's
wedding?"
She glanced up, saw Florence Villi scowling at her and
nodded. Scour was a word that suited the cleaning lady at
Tiny Blessings Adoption Agency to a T.
"I'm leaving soon," Kelly assured her. "Just a few things
to tie up first."
"You're getting to be a workaholic." Florence's brown
eyes hardened as she noticed what Kelly was doing. "I'm
not responsible for any messes you make, and I've already
cleaned this hall."
"I'll clean it up — don't worry, Florence."
"You looking for something special?"
"Just a little more space." Kelly lifted out yet another
broom, held it up. "Do you ever use this stuff?"
"Not my job to clean out all the closets in this building,"
Florence grumbled. "I keep my stuff in the basement. I'm
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