Dream a Little Dream

404 Pages·1998·1.88 MB·English

by  Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Susan Elizabeth
Phillips
Dream A Little
Dream

To Tillie and her sons.
And in memory of Dad and Bob.

Table of Contents
Acknowledgments
1 The last of Rachel Stone’s luck ran out
in front of the Pride of Carolina . . .
2 “Wake up.” Something wet splashed on
Rachel’s face.
3 Gabe turned at Ethan’s words. “What
are you talking about?”
4 Rachel had already cleared most of the
weeds from the center of the lot . . .
5 “You can’t do this!” Rachel exclaimed.
“We’re not hurting anyone.
6 In Ethan Bonner’s job, he was supposed
to love everyone, yet he despised . . .
7 After the incident in the snack shop,
Rachel dreaded having to face . . .
8 Rachel kept the beam of her flashlight
low. As she neared the back . . .
9 An icy prickle slid down Rachel’s spine.
She whispered, “They’ve burned . . .
10 Ethan left the house reluctantly. Rachel
realized that all she needed was a . . .
11 Just as she was starting to relax and
think this might work out after all . . .
12 Rachel got up before six the next morn-
ing, even though she hadn’t slept . . .
13 I’m a fox. I’m a fox. I’m a fox. Kristy
pressed the palm of her hand to her . . .
14 The next afternoon Gabe pried open the
lid of the KFC bucket and extended . . .
15 “Another waste of time,” Gabe said as
he closed the door of his truck.
16 That night, Rachel read Edward
Stellaluna for the hundredth time.
17 Rachel made a great play out of drink-
ing the water.
18 Ethan passed the tray of food to Kristy
through the window of his car, . . .
19 An hour later, they passed through black
wrought-iron gates embellished with . . .
20 “I don’t want to go to Flor’da!” Tears
streamed down Edward’s flushed cheeks.
21 Lisa pushed past Russ. “Emily, what are
you doing sitting up?”
22 “Don’t get too close, Chip.” “What are
you doin’?” Gabe gritted his teeth.
23 It was starting to get dark, so Cal tucked
Chip under his arm and hauled . . .
24 Rachel sagged against Gabe’s chest. As
she felt his arms around her, . . .
25 Gabe turned off the shower in the cot-
tage, grabbed a towel, and quickly . . .
26 Rachel didn’t get to take her shower
until nearly ten o’clock that night . . .
Epilogue “I don’t know what’s wrong with
me. I just can’t seem to . . .
About the Author
About the Publisher
Front Cover Image
Copyright
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
My heartfelt appreciation to the following peoplefor
their help with this book: Dr. Margaret Watson, vet-
erinarian and romance author, who let me repeatedly
interrupt her writing time to ask questions; Jimmie
Morel (a.k.a. Lindsay Longford) and Jill Barnett for
their thoughtful critiques; and John Roscich, who
once again helped out my characters with legal ad-
vice. (Billthem, please.Notme.)Abigthank-youto
everyoneatAvonBooks,especiallyCarrieFeron,for
thesupport.I’mproudtobepartoftheAvonfamily.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
c/o Avon Books
1350 Avenue of the Americas
New York, New York 10019