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Gauthier, a pretty redhead with a bubbly personality and the ability to make a man feel like a god.
     Then, just as he recalled how that same personality trait had nearly smothered him, he also remembered she’d become a flight
     attendant, which meant she wouldn’t be around if his kid fell and got hurt or needed help with homework. Raina had always
     been home for her boys. Though Roman didn’t mind if his wife worked, a long-distance job for both parents was out of the question.
    His mother wouldn’t approve of either woman. It made him laugh thinking of Raina’s reaction to the cool Englishwoman or the
     sultry French tigress. His mother was the crux of this situation—
she
wanted grandchildren, so the woman would have to live or be willing to settle in Yorkshire Falls.
    So much for the women he’d met along the way, Roman thought wryly. He felt somewhat relieved. He couldn’t imagine marrying
     any of them anyway.
    The glare of the sun beat down on his aching head. He definitely wasn’t in the mood for people yet. Not until he’d had some
     caffeine, but as he approached town, his solitude was interrupted. A high-pitched voice called to him and he turned to see
     Pearl Robinson, an older woman he’d known forever, rushing toward him dressed in her housecoat and her hair in the same gray
     bun she’d always favored.
    “Roman Chandler! Shame on your mother for not telling me you were in town. Then again, she’s got more on her mind than gossip.
     How is she feeling? I baked a tray of brownies to bring over this afternoon. Is she up for company?”
    Roman laughed at Pearl’s rambling. She was such a sweet woman, harmless if you didn’t mind chatter and nosiness, and after
     being away for so long, Roman was surprised to find he didn’t mind either.
    “Mom’s okay, Pearl, thanks for asking. And I’m sure she’d love to have a visit today.” He gave the older woman a quick hug.
     “How’ve you been, and how’s Eldin? Still painting?”
    For an older couple, Pearl Robinson and Eldin Wingate had had an unconventional living arrangement for years. Unmarried, they
     shared an old house owned by Crystal Sutton, another friend of Raina’s, who’d had to move to a nursing home a year or so ago.
    “Eldin’s still painting, though Picasso he isn’t. But he’s fine, thanks for asking, and healthy, knock on wood.” She banged
     on her head with her fist. “Though his back still acts up on occasion and he still can’t carry me over the threshold. That’s
     why we’re still living in sin,” she said, citing her favorite description of their relationship.
    Pearl loved announcing their status to anyone who’d listen, as many times as they’d allow in the course of one conversation.
     Obviously that idiosyncrasy hadn’t changed. But Roman’s reaction to it had. Instead of being annoyed by her single-minded,
     self-oriented focus, he realized he’d missed his small town and all the different people who occupied it.
    Even the peaceful quiet of his morning walk had been a refreshing change from his hectic daily life. How long, though, before
     the boredom and confinement he’d felt in his youth resurfaced and took over? How long would his enjoyment last once he got
     hitched? He shuddered to think of his imminent doom.
    “Are you sick?” Pearl put a hand to his forehead. “You can’t possibly be chilled on such a nice day. Maybe your mother should
     be taking care of you instead of the other way around?”
    He blinked and realized he’d gotten lost in thought. “I’m fine, really.”
    “Well, I’ll let you get going. I’m just going to the bank and then on home. I’ll be by to see your mother later.”
    “Say hi to Eldin for me.”
    Pearl headed for the bank on First and Roman picked up his pace too. So much in town had stayed the same, but it was the new
     and different things that interested him now and he headed straight for Charlotte’s store. Now,
she
was a woman who always drew him,