The silence stretched. She touched his shoulder. “Johnny?” He hadn’t heard her say his name for years, and it sent a little thrill through him, a burst of undeniable warmth. Old habits died hard, but his thoughts jumped to Abigail. How she would have laughed at his discomfort. He faced Rebecca and offered a sheepish grin. “Guilty.” “I had no idea…” Her gaze moved over him as shock tinted her expression. “You look so different.” “I grew up after you left.” He said the words softly.
