Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

His voice was like a feather tickling the heartstrings.

Josefina looked at the gifts galore, which were enough to stock a supermarket. "Alrighty," she said. She had just cooked up some newfangled pills and wondered if Brandon would be a good guinea pig. After hanging up the phone and scribbling her signature, the delivery guy split.

Garrett rolled in from outside, his driver in tow, arms laden with takeout. Eyeballing the yard full of gifts, Garrett's face went from shock to all smiles. "Kiddo, it looks like you hit the jackpot shopping today. Nice! If you love it, grab it. I hustle to make the dough, and you gals get to blow it."

Garrett wasn't even mad when he assumed she'd gone on a shopping spree. Billy couldn't hold a candle to that. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With a chuckle, Hattie clarified, "These aren't my purchases. They're prezzies Oliver sent over for Josie."

face

saved Brandon, and this is his way of saying thanks. He's hoping I'll keep an eye on his granddad and play

gobsmacked again. "Josie, you're into

kind of life did you have with the Antonios?

it. Her own flesh and blood had been through the wringer.

you to make bank. Your job is to spend it. Leave the grind

earnestly adding, "Josie, I've got your back, too. You might've had to fend for yourself with the Antonios, but now you're home. Forget

a lump in her throat. She said with teary eyes and a soft smile, "Thank you, but I'm good. I'm an adult, and I dig medicine. Doing what I love isn't draining at all." It was better

Hattie realize just how rough she must've had it with the Antonios-they must've treated their

text, and Billy's

steak with finesse when a call came through, sending him up in flames.