Shannon felt like someone had taken all of her vital organs, rubber banded them together, twisted everything up, and then let go. Everything quaked, and she hated that there were four other women only a dozen feet away, watching.
Jeremiah finally came up beside her, and she blurted, “I’m sorry.”
He didn’t look mad. Or frustrated. Watching him interact wit…
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