Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Orla burst out laughing, almost in disbelief.

"Where does she get off, claiming she has it in spades? Even the medical bigwigs wouldn't dare say something like that. So, who does she think she is?"

"Some claims are so outlandish they'll twist your tongue. You say you've got a miracle cure? Then show us."

She was sure Flora wouldn't be able to back up her words. With Flora's temperament, if she had had the miracle cure all along, she wouldn't be standing here arguing. Orla thought Flora was being ridiculously foolish, spouting such an obvious lie.

"What's the matter? Can't produce it?" Orla taunted, not giving Flora time to respond.

Just as her words hung in the air, a red sports car zoomed toward her, aiming directly at her!

Orla stepped back in terror, but there was a step behind her, and she fell backward!

"Ah-"

Her back slammed hard against the concrete step, the pain so intense it brought tears to her eyes. The sports car screeched to a halt just at her feet. The door opened, and out stepped a woman in a red wrap dress, her figure striking, and she gave Orla a mocking glance.

up! This woman had done it on purpose, just to make

in sky-high heels with a confident sway, sauntered

nodded at Connor in greeting.

trunk,"

who had accompanied her hurriedly opened the

with panic. It couldn't be what he thought, could it...? When Flora claimed she had the miracle cure in abundance, could it really be in those boxes? Though the idea seemed far-fetched, remembering Flora's previous bold

really were filled

community, possessing even a single dose of the miracle cure was a point of pride,

of the miracle cure," Crimson said with an insinuating glance at Connor. "Your Mr. Connor is

to come pick them

played on Flora's lips; her

must be fake! Flora, you're lying to everyone!" Orla watched as

couldn't be! Mr.

cure, saying it was nearly impossible to obtain unless you were from an influential family those on Lone Island.