Miss Independent
Chapter One
With one last glance over her shoulder at the lake, Amanda reached for the
doorknob and gave it a turn. The door swung open on groaning hinges and she
walked inside.
Her situation could have been a lot worse. The cabin was small-just three rooms
and a bath-but the furniture she'd chosen was comfortable and sturdy, if not a
bit plain. The price on the place had been right, too, thanks to the little
building's fixer-upper status. What she would pay here monthly for mortgage
wasn't much more than what she'd been paying for the hotel room she'd rented in
town her first few weeks in Ludlow, while she'd been looking around for a place
of her own and then waiting impatiently to sign the papers on her new place and
move in. It wasn't much more than she would have paid for any of the apartments
in town, either, and none ... read full excerpt from Miss Independent ebook
