Brian stops at a Walmart.

He parks the car. “I’d tell you to come in with me, but I think the backless hospital gown is going to get some odd looks.” He grins. “Maybe even get you arrested. Indecent exposure and all that.”

I laugh. “I wasn’t thinking about clothes when you wheeled me out of the ward. But, yes. I need some. I can pay you back.”

He shakes his head. “Don’t mention it.”

His

gaze

rakes me from head to toe, like he’s seeing beneath this thin cotton gown. I hold my breath.

“Keep the truck running,” he says. “And the doors locked. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

lot and enter the store. In this part of the country, there aren’t many stores and this late at night,

gives at least two hours until my father’s funeral

family’s packlands. It’ll be close, but I don’t see any

more comfortable, and I feel something heavy beside me. It’s my

are from Adam. But some are

seeing his name fills me

much hurt.

that he couldn’t be honest with me.

and what he did to my father-and all for what? Because I threatened to divorce him? It seems so petty now, especially if our marriage wasn’t

again as I’m holding the phone and it shocks me so much I fumble my cell.

like that. But I have no

knowing that he’s

Why?

he

driver’s side door opens.

phone in my pocket.

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