Mitch patted Pierre on the shoulder and nodded. "She was the best."

  Good women were rare, and he knew he'd never find one as gentle-hearted, not that he intended to look. His parents’ example was exactly why he needed to avoid the word “love” in any romantic relationship.

  As he walked through the garden, he heard a family laughing on the green grass and jazz music from street performers on the main street beyond. His shoulders lifted. The familiar scent of the Mississippi River clung to the air and gave this area a unique flavor. After meeting with the priest, perhaps he'd get a coffee before returning home.

  Savoring the chicory coffee played in his mind; a reason to live. The dark thought caught him off guard. He swallowed as he quickened his steps on the cobblestone pathway. How could he bear the pain? At least Mom is no longer suffering.

  As he neared the entrance, he saw his two darker-haired brothers standing tall outside. Galen quickly put out his cigarette as if he hoped Mitch hadn't seen. He wouldn’t judge today. "Galen, Damien..."

  Galen lowered his head and whispered, "I can’t believe it."

  Guilt wasn't good. They had talked about how to continue their lives while still having one of them around their mother at all hours. They had worked as a team. Mitch would feel the same if it hadn't been his turn to be there.

  He tucked his hand behind his back and kept his head down, too. They’d each taken a few hours of their day to visit her so she was never alone too long without family. "It was so fast and peaceful at the end, as if she just gave up fighting."

  "That isn’t like her, but I saw the same thing. Did you contact Axel?” Damien asked. Galen stepped back and Mitch wondered what Axel and Galen had said to each other before Axel took off on his motorcycle, after the blow up. It had seemed personal, so Mitch hadn’t pressed. "Yeah. He’s coming."

  "He wasn't happy with Dad or Mom," Galen stated as they walked toward the entrance of the church.

  Mitch reached for the door. "I know he feels bad about Mom, at least. Let's just go inside and make the arrangements."

  A layperson escorted the brothers to the priest, who saw them right away. Nobody would ever ignore the Morgan name, even the bastard foursome. One day soon, the rest of the Morgans would pay for how they treated his family. His parents should have had the right to marry. His family should have been the legitimate branch.

  The House of Morgan

  Secret Crush

  Secret Baby

  Secret Bet

  Secret Wish

  Secret Dad

  Secret Heir

  Secret Tryst

  Secret Date (Coming Soon)

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  The House of Morgan

  Secret Crush

  Secret Baby

  Secret Bet

  Secret Wish

  Secret Dad

  Secret Heir

  Secret Tryst

  Secret Date (Coming Soon)

  A Frosted Game of Hearts

  Winter Peril

  Stormy Peril

  Icy Peril

  The Marshall Family Saga

  Favorite Coffee, Favorite Crush

  Favorite Coffee, Favorite Mistake

  Favorite Coffee, Favorite Sin

  Favorite Coffee, Favorite Scandal

  Princes of Avce

  Forbidden Crown

  Forbidden Prince

  Forbidden Royal

  Forbidden Duke

  Forbidden Earl

  The Hawke Fortune

  Tempting Gabe

  Tempting James

  Tempting Conner

  Tempting Harry

  Tempting Navid

  Brothers in Revenge

  Irresistibly Charming (Coming Soon)

  Irresistibly Tough (Coming Soon)

  Irresistibly Played (Coming Soon)

  The Collins Brothers

  Chaperoning Paris

  Borrowing the Doctor

  Electing Love

  Keeping the Spy

  Keeping the Captain

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  Earthseekers Mission

  Makeup May Change Your Life

  The Zoastra Affair

  Ancient Greek Heroes

  Mything You

  Mything the Throne

  About the Author

  USA Today Bestselling Author, Victoria Pinder grew up in Irish Catholic Boston then moved to Miami. Eventually, found that writing is her passion. She always wrote stories to entertain herself. Her parents are practical minded people demanding a job, but when she sat down to see what she enjoyed doing, writing became obvious.

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