Soren had never felt more insane. She’d gone home thinking a miscarriage was inevitable. That didn’t happen, and now the entire Harpersville gossip-line of several hundred do-gooders couldn’t stop talking. What’s more, the relationship demon was already forcing its way into Soren’s mind. Life had taught her not to count on anyone, for the one person who could have shown her how had not been there himself. Alongside the fiend that thwarted relationships was the worry demon. Was she destined to lose everyone she loved? If she left first, she wouldn’t be the one losing; she couldn’t lose what she didn’t have. Unmarried and pregnant, dealing with small-town social conventions, leaving was either cowardly, as some thought, or she actually did want a different life. Red flags unfurled and flew everywhere.