Chapter 189

Uncle Healy couldn't help thinking that Effie must be kicking herself with regret right now. She didn't recognize the true value of what she had, mistaking a pearl for a pebble, and that's why she gave such a precious ink set to Bancroft at this kind of occasion.

It wasn't that Effie's gift to the old man was a bad choice-it was that she'd picked the wrong moment.

But Effie herself wasn't burdened with such complicated thoughts. She simply thought the ink was nice, so she gave it away.

The gifts Effie gave afterward were all quite impressive, though. Everyone ended up with something they genuinely loved.

Fidelia looked at Effie, half-grumbling, half-incredulous. "How in the world did you know I liked The Stormriders? And this album's been out of print for years!"

Effie had gifted Fidelia the debut album from The Stormriders-a band whose first record came out a decade ago and disappeared from the shelves long since.

These days, an original copy was practically a collector's holy grail, selling for thousands at auction-if you could even find one.

But Effie's gift went beyond that: the record was signed by all five band members, with the lead singer's autograph right in the center.

to her chest as if afraid Effie might snatch

so I guessed you were a fan.

expected to find a fellow

were barely out of their teens, but now the oldest had

name around her peers usually earned only blank

little too calculated, like

scheming, Fidelia thought, going

shouldn't think that a few thoughtful gifts could erase everything she'd done in the

curled in a secret, satisfied smile. Just

called everyone to the table. They took their seats in

mealtime; the Etheridge family kept strict traditions, and the dining room fell into a comfortable

didn't feel uneasy-in fact, she found his presence reassuring.

mind wandered. The peace at the table felt less like

down, she saw Lyman had placed a perfectly

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255