chapter 111
chapter 50. Call to the Past
GRAYSON
Belle pulled her older-than-the-dinosaurs phone from her back pocket. It was a flip phone the size of a small brick. It was a reminder of the way she was living when she was in Maine.
It made me unnecessarily angry.
“What are you doing?” I asked her.
She clicked through her list of contacts in a hurry. “I’m looking for Queen Evangeline’s phone number,” she explained.
I stared at her, sure I had finally pushed her to the brink of madness. “What?”
“Evangeline gave me her number when she visited me at the diner. She told me I would need to talk to her about something sometime in the near future. I think now’s that time.”
I squeezed my eyes shut in frustration. “Baby…”
“I know, I know, you don’t believe me because you think I was having some sort of grief-induced psychotic break and made the whole thing up.”
She hit the call button and put the phone on speaker. “But just humor me for a second, would you?”
I sighed and listened to the

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