Netta Jade ((full)) [ Fast ]

"I'm not taking you," she whispered. "You belong here. You brought me home, just like you promised. But I think home is a place you build, not a place you find."

Netta Jade had spent three years running from things: from grief over her grandmother, from a failed engagement, from the suffocating feeling that she was supposed to be someone she wasn't. But this Netta—Netta Ashford—had run to something. She had hidden a clue, hoping that one day, another Netta would find it. netta jade

Mr. Ellerby’s hands shook as he poured her a tea. "My parents weren't good people, Miss Jade. They took in children for the money. Netta... she was different. She saw things. Found things. She told my mother that the house had secrets. My mother laughed. But then Netta found my father's hidden lockbox. The one with the stolen goods." "I'm not taking you," she whispered

She smiled—a real smile, not her usual quick, vanishing one. "I'm going to stop running. I think I'll start with a lease. Six months, maybe." But I think home is a place you build, not a place you find

It was a promise.

She left the cottage key with Mr. Ellerby, who had tears in his eyes. "What will you do now, Miss Jade?"