Perhaps it was Grace’s improved health that had Bryson talking more than he usually did that day.

Hannah, listening intently, occasionally chimed in.

Bryson rose and approached the French window in his room.

Clutching his phone, he gazed out into the night, the smile in his eyes growing more profound as he listened to the steady breathing on the other end.

The sound of her ringtone woke Hannah from her sleep.

Groggy, she reached for her phone and mumbled, “Hello?”

“Hannah, come shopping with me today.

Gucci’s releasing some exclusive bags, and I’ve got my eye on a few.

Need your advice on picking.

The excitement in Lydia’s voice was palpable.

Hannah rolled over, forcing her eyes open.

“Can’t make it this morning.

scheduled at the Mitchell residence for

Mitchell’s sister.

you’re done, we can head

left

Hannah skimmed through last

jolted upright

her conversation with Bryson, she fell

duration of the call with Bryson,

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her hair cascading down her shoulders, a

mumbled anything? Why hadn’t Bryson ended the call? The feeling of shame deepened

red-faced she couldn’t even muster the

sensing Hannah’s discomfort, whispered, “Did you and

“No.

Grace’s blood pressure, Hannah’s hand twitched,

Hannah,” Grace murmured,

upset you, just let me

I’ll set him straight!”

expression, Hannah playfully pinched

embarrassment waned a

“I’m not upset, really.

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