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the familiar light he’d seen in Giovanni’s eyes. He hadn’t seen that light for almost five years. Part of him had hoped to never see it again.
    “What are you up to, Gio?” he muttered as he stared out the open window.
    The gentle dissonance of the piano was unexpectedly disturbing to the man as he sat in his favorite chair. A breeze came through the window, carrying the earthy smell of coming rain to his nose. Caspar stood, walked to the window, and shut it just before fat drops began to fall. 
     
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
     
    Many thanks to my lovely first-readers: friends and fellow writers, Kristy Scott, Killian McCrae, Caroline Starr and Elizabeth Reinhardt. Thank you for your sharp eyes and honest opinions. You make me so much better.
     
    Thanks to my amazing editor, Amy Eye, at The Eyes for Editing. You make me look good .
     
    Thanks to my girls (you know who you are) and your constant encouragement and camaraderie. You keep me from (most) mental breakdowns.
     
    And thanks most of all to my readers. You make this all possible.
     
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