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Claire was loud and funny, and she made me feel happy. Shannon was quiet and calm and made me feel safe.
Shivering, I clenched my eyes shut and thought happy thoughts. I thought of Hugh.
I would find my way to her. If it was the last thing I did.
“Hugh Andrew Biggs!” Sinead called out. “That better be you skulking behind the house!” Hiding behind the side of my house, Hugh released an audible groan. “Jesus, she sounds really pissed.” “Why?” I asked, turning to look at him. “So, I sort of didn’t tell her I was coming over,” he explained sheepishly. “And I sort of didn’t ask for permission to cycle to your house, either.” “Oh.” I felt myself laugh for the first time in weeks. “You are so dead.” “Elizabeth Eleanor Young!” That was my mother. “Return the boy to his mother right this instant.” “Yeah, Elizabeth.” Hugh waggled his brows
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Because her son was my sun. “I just want Hugh,” I strangled out, voice shaking almost as much as my body. “Just…just Hugh, okay?”
“You telling me who made ya cry, and me fixing it for ya.”
“Why don’t you climb back up the hole you came out of,” he roared before unceremoniously slamming the door in my face. “Actually, I’m the product of a caesarean section, asshole,” I goaded. “So your attempt to insult me is a futile one.”
“There’s my girl.”
