When he went by Nancy’s place, he was surprised to discover that she’d moved. Well, he supposed this is what he deserved for not staying in touch. The landlord had always been a shifty character and a little bit of money slipped into his palm helped him to give up her forwarding address. Cooper went there posthaste, but as he got to the door, his nerve failed him. He wasn’t sure of what kind of reception he was bound to receive. Well, he had two options: knock and brace him for impact, or stand here on the doorstep like an idiot all night. Finally, he straightened his spine and rapped two sharp knocks on the door.

When she answered, there was a soft, somewhat apologetic smile on his face. “Hey, sweet-pea.”