“How?” I croaked. When we’d tried to find it, the manufacturer had told us it was out of stock. Anson’s deep voice cut through the quiet space. “I got a list of stores that carried the brand from the manufacturer and started calling. A place in Ohio had it. Ordered everything they had left.” My gaze moved to him. He wasn’t in dirty work clothes. He’d showered and wore a flannel shirt with…strands of pink in the patchwork of threads. “How many stores did you call?” I whispered. “Three hundred and thirteen.”
OH MY GODDDDDDD
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