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is the best spot in town to watch the sunset. When the sun sinks behind those big rocks in the bay, it’s really beautiful. I think he gets the best part of his business from people who stop by there for something to drink or eat when they’re out walking on the beach or waiting for the sunset.”

      “I saw the beach access from the road, but I didn’t stop. There’s some building going on out there....”

      “That’s Cooper’s, too. He’s building a house, and next door we’re building one, too. Me and my fiancé.”

      “Oh, congratulations,” Peyton said. “On the engagement, not the building.”

      The young woman laughed. “You can congratulate me on that, too. I didn’t think I’d ever live in an oceanfront house.”

      Peyton looked around the small office. “People must be feeling pretty healthy around here today.”

      “This is an unusually quiet day.”

      “Are you the doctor or nurse?”

      “Just the office manager. Dr. Grant stepped out, since there weren’t any patients. Do you need to see the doctor?”

      “No,” Peyton said with a laugh. “It just seemed like a good place to ask about the town.”

      “I’m Devon McAllister.” She extended a hand across the counter.

      “Peyton Lacoumette, nice to meet you,” she said. “I grew up on a farm up north, not too far from Portland in the Mount Hood area. I didn’t even know this town existed.”

      “We’re a little off the beaten track, and everyone seems to like it that way. There are only two ways into town—across the beach from Cooper’s place or a winding road north of here from 101. That’s probably how you found us—there’s an exit sign. Folks around here keep threatening to take down the sign,” she added with a laugh. “They won’t, but some tend to like the hidden quality.”

      “What do most people do around here?” Peyton asked.

      “Lots of fishermen, obviously. Then there are small business owners and people who work in those businesses, like me. My fiancé is the athletic director at the high school. A lot of the local population works out of town—Bandon, Coquille, North Bend.”

      “I drove out to the point and saw a big house or building out there. Huge.”

      “It’s a vacant house. The stuff of legends around here—the old Morrison place. It’s before my time here, but I guess the family was rich once, went bust, declared bankruptcy, and the son killed someone and went to prison. He was just a teenager. The only murder this town has ever seen, I’m told.”

      “Why doesn’t someone do something with that place?” Peyton asked.

      “I guess because it’s so big—no one can afford to live in it.”

      “What’s big?”

      Devon shrugged. “Country Club big. Huge rooms, a lot of bedrooms and bathrooms, a restaurant-size kitchen, thousands of square feet on hundreds of acres right on the point. The only other building out there is the lighthouse, because that point and its twin across the bay are very rocky.”

      “Hmm. Sounds like a clever person could turn it into a library or boarding school or nursing home. It would be fun to see the inside,” she said.

      “It would. I never thought about it, but a lot of people in town have been inside that house.”

      “Have you lived here your whole life?” Peyton asked.

      “Oh, God, no!” Devon laughed. “Only a year. I’m originally from Seattle—a city girl, really. But there’s something about this town.... I like the people, but more than that, it’s the feeling of the town in general. It’s safe, like it hugs you. Maybe because you have to come here on purpose, it’s not something you’d see from the highway and it’s not a thoroughfare. I’ve never lived in a little town before. And then I met my fiancé and found this job, and here I am,” she said, and smiled prettily.

      “But who runs the office? Is there just the one doctor?”

      “Just me and Dr. Grant at the moment, but he’s been looking for an associate or nurse practitioner. He doesn’t want a big practice, but more than one person capable of writing scripts or putting in stitches would help a lot. It’s becoming a busy clinic. He’s hoping to expand—we have that many patients. This town could use a twenty-four-hour urgent care, but that takes much more room and staff. He says that’s something for down the road.”

      “And you like it?”

      “I love it. I love Dr. Grant.”

      Peyton raised a brow and smiled. “Does the athletic director mind that you love your boss?”

      Devon laughed. “Spencer loves Dr. Grant, too! This town and my job—it’s perfect for us. Spencer has an eleven-year-old son, Austin. And I have a four-year-old daughter, Mercy.”

      “Do you like your soon-to-be stepson?” Peyton asked.

      “He’s a dream come true,” Devon said. “Mercy worships him, and he’s very good to her.”

      “Very lucky for you,” Peyton said. “Those things can be dicey—blending families like that.”

      “We’re very lucky, that’s true.”

      “What if you don’t find an associate?” Peyton asked.

      “We’ll manage,” Devon said. “We make it work somehow. It’s just that...well, Dr. Grant spends a lot of time helping out at other hospitals, sitting on call almost every weekend, and that’s inconvenient for him. He’s a very devoted family man and needs more time with his family.”

      “Devoted family man?” Peyton asked.

      “Absolutely. Plus he volunteers with Spencer as the game doctor for the football team. This town doesn’t have a lot of money, and football is very important to Thunder Point. School programs and sports are the main entertainment here, and most of the student athletes are working hard for scholarships. Spencer’s last school—a big, rich Texas high school—had a certified trainer and sports medicine physical therapist. We don’t have resources like that here in this little town, so it’s important to recruit volunteers like Dr. Grant. I wish you could meet him.”

      “Devon, would you excuse me for a second? I just have to get something....”

      “Sure,” Devon said. “Would you like a cup of coffee?”

      “No, thanks,” she said, smiling over her shoulder as she walked out to her car. She came back in with a cloth briefcase. She opened it on the counter in front of Devon and pulled out a thin newspaper. “I was renting a cottage in Coos Bay for a short vacation. I happened to see this ad but didn’t know anything about the town. So, I thought I’d check it out and maybe drop off a résumé.”

      Devon glanced at the résumé, and her mouth fell open just as her eyes became very round with surprise. “Physician’s assistant? From Portland?”

      “I worked for a cardiologist. I was there for three years. Very busy practice. I was hoping for something a little quieter for a while.”

      Devon didn’t speak right away. Then she said, “So, you’re not just passing through.”

      “Well, I could have been. I haven’t officially started looking for my next job yet. I haven’t sent out any résumés yet.”

      “Why did you leave your former practice?”

      “I was replaced, but I promise you my recommendation will be excellent,” she said. “Maybe you could give my résumé to Dr. Grant, and if he’s interested, my cell phone number and email address are right there,” she said, pointing.

      “I’ll do just that,” Devon said. “Miss Sneaky Britches.”


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