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.”

and enter the store. In this part of the country, there aren’t

which gives at least two hours until my

hour from my family’s packlands. It’ll be close, but I

to get more comfortable, and I feel something heavy beside me. It’s my phone, in the pocket of this hideous

are from Adam. But some are from

his name fills me with

much hurt.

couldn’t be honest

divorce him? It seems so petty now, especially if our marriage wasn’t ever valid

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

the screen blink silently. I don’t force him into voicemail or anything like that. But I have no

knowing that

Why?

can he possibly

driver’s side

shove the phone in my

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