“Mama.” Travis entered his parents’ bedroom, the scent of bacon and coffee behind him in the kitchen. His mother sat on the edge of the bed, and Travis’s heart plummeted toward his boots. “You’re looking good.” He managed to keep his voice even as he rounded the end of the messy bed.
His mom used to make it every morning, but as her health had declined, …
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