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the time , she thought as their arms brushed.
    After the dining room table was cleared and the kitchen was cleaned up, they went out back with the dogs. The only seating Moira had on the back porch was a single rocking chair, so they leaned against the railing together instead of sitting as they watched the dogs play in the yard
    “Do you think they’ll arrest Danny before he flees?” she asked him.
    “Honestly? I don’t know.” He paused, then added, “I’m less concerned with him being caught than him not hurting anyone else. I’d rather him escape with all of his aunt’s money and live out the rest of his life on some beach in Argentina than have him get caught after attacking someone else.”
    She knew he was concerned about Reggie. The old man had been so vocal about the murders that he was the obvious next target if Danny was hanging around.
    “If Danny knows that the police are investigating his mother’s and aunt’s deaths, then he might not take the chance of killing someone else,” she said. “It would just give the police more to work with.”
    “I hope you’re right.” He ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. “I wish he hadn’t called you.”
    “Why?” she asked, surprised. “If it wasn’t for him, then Delilah’s death might never have been exposed as a murder.”
    “That’s true,” he said. “But I hate that you’re involved. I wanted to keep you safe after you came back… but it looks like I failed miserably.”
    “I’m perfectly safe,” she said. “No one has made any threats against me. I’ve hardly even talked to anyone from the nursing home. I don’t think I even said anything to Danny that would make him think I suspect him to be the killer.”
    “Still, you’re connected to Reggie.” David shook his head. “I’m sorry, I just worry about you. I swear, I have twice the number of grey hairs now than before I met you.”
    “You don’t need to worry so much,” she said, reaching over and taking his hand. “I know a lot of crazy stuff has happened, but I’m fine.”
    “Moira, last month you almost died in a barn fire. You had a broken arm and passed out from smoke inhalation. Before that, you got a concussion and were almost shot. I honestly don’t know whether you are the luckiest person that I’ve ever met, or the unluckiest.”
    “I think I’m the luckiest,” she said. “If I was so unlucky, then I wouldn’t have met you, would I ?”
    He chuckled. “Well, it is hard to argue with that.”
    She smiled up at him, thinking back to all the times he had saved her. She really was lucky to have met him. Without him, chances were she wouldn’t be standing there right then.
    “I’m sorry we’ve both been so busy lately,” he added. “We still haven’t had a chance to go out for our nice dinner.”
    “How about Friday?” she said. “I work in the morning, and even though it’s one of the busier nights, it’s almost a week away. I’m sure Denise will be able to get us a table if I call her tomorrow.”
    “That sounds perfect.” He squeezed her hand. “I can’t wait.”
    They went inside a few minutes later, when the hungry mosquitoes became too much to bear. Moira checked the calendar and saw it was almost time for the dogs’ next dose of heartworm medication; since her mind was on it, she popped open the package and gave them both their chewable beef-flavored pills.
    “Oh, I saw the collar you got for Hazel,” she told David. “I love it. It’s so perfect for her.”
    “She’s a sweet dog,” he said. “Karissa loves her. It was nice of you to let her have Hazel.”
    “It was a weight off my back,” she admitted. “Everyone wants a puppy. Not too many people want an adult dog with an unknown history.”
    “Really?” He looked down at Keeva and Maverick, who were both laying on the cool kitchen floor, tired from their play outside. “You took a chance on two of them.”
    “Well, they both kind of chose me,” she