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.

This woman had done it

strutting in sky-high heels with a confident sway,

Connor

the trunk,"

wrist. The burly men who had accompanied her hurriedly opened the trunk and hauled out several cardboard

cure in abundance, could it really be in

boxes really were filled

of the miracle cure was a point of pride, yet here was Flora, casually producing a stash of

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

obtained these herself. Moss had called her to come pick them up. According to Moss, they had been obtained through rather forceful means. Just...

lips;

be fake! Flora, you're lying to everyone!" Orla watched as box after box of the miracle cure was unloaded from the

be! Mr. Atticus

to obtain unless you were from an influential family those on Lone Island. Mr. Atticus