she told herself, think of a name.
“Tripp Randall.”
“The Tripp Randall who used to live here?”
“He lives back East now.” Betsy relaxed against the chair, feeling comfortable enough to take a sip of her now-lukewarm drink. “He was married, but—”
“His wife died.”
At first Betsy was surprised. How did he know that Tripp’s wife had passed away? Then she reminded herself that this was Jackson Hole. It was hard to keep any kind of secret in this town.
“Even though he’s now single, I don’t think there’s any chance of our getting together,” Betsy said. “I mean, he’s in Connecticut and I’m here.”
“Not for much longer.”
“What do you mean? I don’t have any plans to move.”
“You haven’t heard?”
“Heard what?”
“I just got a call from him this morning,” Ryan said. “Tripp is moving back to Jackson Hole.”
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