Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina shoved Oliver away and quickly retreated a step. "Look, Oliver, it's getting late. You should head on home."

Oliver watched Josefina make a break for it, his lips curling into a mischievous smirk as he continued to close the gap between them. She ran, he chased; it was a game she couldn't escape.

Hattie stepped out and called to Josefina.

"Josie, I've got a pot of chicken soup simmering in the kitchen. Fancy a bowl?"

Without hesitation, Josefina blurted out, "Yes, I'll have some." She had to take the soup, or Oliver might end up devouring her instead.

Hattie, always the polite hostess, extended the invitation to Oliver. "Oliver, would you like to join us for a bowl?"

it's late and I should be heading home." Josefina fell silent. Oliver gave off an

Oliver left, Hattie and Josefina strolled

the glow of the streetlights, Josefina looked utterly charming. Hattie's eyes were filled with

daughter the world to make up for the lost time. "How could they mix up three babies? What the heck happened at

labor pains started, and we found a hospital for the birth. Right after you were born, there was a commotion about a child abduction. Then there were rumors of a gunman. The nurses handed you to

was off. "The hospital's security couldn't have been that

had people investigating. The doctors and nurses from

what Luke had found out. They needed to find those

I've asked your father to continue the investigation. We must find those involved. My daughter suffered because of them, and I won't let any of them get away." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

her mother's agitated state.

shifted. "You're hungry, Josie? Shall I ask the chef to whip up a plate of pasta for you? Or maybe you'd prefer some