Tessa’s heart leapt around in her chest, sending out painful beats to her extremities. The world narrowed to just the man holding out a twenty-dollar bill. Loud noise roared through her ears, and Tessa knocked his hand away from the vendor.
“You don’t need to do that,” she said, stepping in front of him so her hip nudged him out of the way. She dug in he…
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