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slammed shut. Instead, she picked up her wine glass and drained the
contents in one quick swallow.
    “Hard to believe that Brigit came from that,”
Mama Dee sighed as she reached out and took Maggie’s empty wine
glass and disappeared back to the kitchen.
    Brigit watched as Maggie walked over to the
sofa and sank down on it. It had been a rough day for her even
though she had kept a brave face and, on occasion, forced a smile
to show everyone that she was doing all right. Brigit had left her
side only once to confront John Blackwick at the cemetery. Even
though she was dead, she was not about to let Maggie go through all
this by herself.
    Maggie ran a tired hand through her hair and
sighed heavily. Her anger was keeping her from breaking down again.
Brigit watched as her partner’s eyes roved around the room.
Everything that had been theirs as a couple was now solely
Maggie’s. She had told the truth to Liana. Brigit had made sure
that Maggie would always be taken care of. It was a decision she
had been made the day they had first met, when their souls had
recognized one another and realized they were immediately
whole.

    It had been a warm day despite the fact that
fall had already made its announcement of arrival. Brigit had
accepted an invitation from her friend, Parker James, to hit the
beach for the last party of the season. Usually, Brigit avoided the
beach parties. She preferred to spend her weekends hiking or
cycling through the mountains surrounding the small college she had
spent the last four years at. They were more accessible to her than
the beach, which was a two hour train ride away.
    Parker had been adamant, however. They were
best friends and Brigit had used up all the declining passes to a
beach party. Soon, Parker had pointed out, they would be going
their separate ways and though their friendship would always
remain, time spent together would become a rarity. Hoping to avoid
any more of the guilt trip, Brigit gave in and packed her beach
towel and flip-flops for a day by the ocean.
    Maggie Devon had been a regular at the beach
parties. She had seen her share of bonfires and hook-ups between
the campus lesbians that were exploring their sexualities now that
they were free from the confines of their upbringings and the
watchful eyes of strict parents. She had managed to refrain from
becoming involved. None of the group moved her to the idea that
they might be ‘the one’. Instead, she had become the group
counselor, the group mediator when a fight broke out and the
occasional matchmaker. She had never thought she would find her
soul mate on the beach.
    Yet, there they were. Brigit had followed
Parker across the sand, wondering if it had been such a good idea
to come after all. Parker was filling her brain with all the drama
that had been going on lately, warning her who to avoid and giving
her tips on who it was okay to talk to with no strings attached.
Brigit was getting lost in all the names.
    Then, she saw her.
    She was walking toward them with a slight
bounce to her step. The ocean breeze was blowing the ends of her
sarong away from her tanned legs. Her close cropped sandy brown
hair gave her face a pixie’s appearance as she smiled at the two
women who here approaching her. Brigit was stunned into silence as
she something deep inside her began wanting to rush to the
beautiful woman.
    “Hey you guys!” Maggie had called to them
with a wave of her arm. “They’re setting up around the cliff.
There’s supposed to be bigger winds when the sun goes down,” she
said. Her smile seemed to freeze as she stopped walking and looked
into Brigit’s dark brown eyes.
    “Maggie Devon, this is my friend Brigit
Malone,” Parker introduced when the silence became too much. “Bree,
this is Maggie.”
    “Hello,” Brigit managed to say, hoping there
was some confidence in her voice as she extended her hand. Maggie
gently slipped her own hand into Brigit’s and they both
acknowledged the energy that