sacred duty to carry on the tradition passed down to them: finding lost souls and reuniting loved ones.
Tina Leonard is acknowledged as the author of this work.
Many thanks to Marsha Zinberg and Susan Sheppard, who helped me make this book the best I could make it.
Also, my sincere thanks to Peggy Hoffmann (aka Kate Hoffmann), without whom I’m pretty sure I would never have been able to write this story. Thanks, Peggy—it was fun!
And to my kids, Lisa and Dean, who are patient with their never-Betty-Crocker mom. I love you.
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CHAPTER ONE
CAROLYN ST. CLAIR wasn’t having the best day to begin with, but when the doors to Finders Keepers opened to reveal Ben Mulholland—her long-lost love—things went to heck in a handbasket.
Never mind that her pulse jumped erratically and a thrill set every one of her nerve endings on high alert.
Ben’s intense hazel eyes settled on her with unyielding focus, and Carolyn managed the most difficult smile she’d ever forced to her face.
“Hello, Ben,” she said.
“Carolyn.” He shoved his hands into the pockets of his well-worn jeans and stared at her, clearly uncomfortable.
Time had made strangers of them. She reached for the platitude. “You’re looking well.”
His eyes flickered. “You are, too.”
The response was too automatic to be a genuine compliment, so she decided to skip the small talk and say what she really wanted to say, no matter how awkward. “I was sorry to hear about your mom, Ben.” She swallowed, hoping her stilted tone conveyed the sympathy she felt. But was it more sympathy than he’d welcome from an old girlfriend?
When nodded in appreciation, Carolyn relaxed slightly.
“Thanks. Mom really liked you.”
Eileen Mulholland had been certain Carolyn and Ben were perfect for each other. When Carolyn broke off the relationship, Eileen had personally called to tell her how sorry she was, and that she’d hoped Carolyn would one day become her daughter-in-law. Eileen never asked why Carolyn was breaking the engagement. She’d merely expressed her love.
Carolyn had felt so guilty.
Another woman had become Eileen’s daughter-in-law, not too many months later. Sadly, she’d also become her ex-daughter-in-law, shortly before Eileen passed away.
“I saw the pot of daisies in Mom’s hospital room,” Ben said. “She told me you’d been by.” He cleared his throat. “It was nice of you to visit her, Carolyn.”
How could she not? She’d loved Eileen. She’d loved Ben. They were part of the family to which she had desperately wanted to belong; a family she’d always dreamed of.
She’d known for some time she would never have that family of her dreams.
“I hated to see her go, Ben. She had so much love of life.”
“Thanks, Carolyn.” His lips flattened for a moment, before he said, “Mom told me you were working here. I came by to ask a favor of you.”
Carolyn’s eyebrows rose. “A favor?”
“Actually, I’d like to hire Finders Keepers for a personal reason.” He sighed. “I suppose nobody walks in the agency door unless it’s a personal reason.”
She tried to offer him a reassuring smile. He was obviously on edge, but she didn’t feel it was because of her. On the other hand, she had tensed the moment their eyes met, despite the years since she’d last seen him. Now she needed to call on her professionalism to keep a wedge between the feelings she still had for Ben and the knowledge that those buried emotions would always be doomed to disappointment. “Please sit down.” She gestured to a chair near the desk. “Can I get you something to drink? Coffee? A soda?”
He shook his head, drumming his fingers on the desk after he sat. One hand riffled absently through sandy hair that needed a trim. He looked tired Carolyn noted, or perhaps worried. Something other than happiness had etched itself into the sun lines around his eyes; the easy smile he’d once possessed hadn’t surfaced since he’d walked in the door.
“How can Finders Keepers help you, Ben?”
“By taking my case.”
“We’ll certainly review whether our expertise is a match for your needs, but—”
“It’s important to me that you be the one handling it,” he stressed.
Startled, she shook her head. “I don’t know if that would be in your best interest, Ben. Dylan and Lily Garrett really hired me to run the office. They’re the experienced—”
