They lapsed into silence. Her heart thumped steadily against his palm, and her skin gradually began to warm under his touch. The snow fell harder now. Fat flakes floating from the sky, blotting out the horizon as Cleetus picked his way down the road. “I swear to Christ, if you ever leave your house without your inhaler again, I’m going to lock you up.” “If my recollection serves, I didn’t call you. This isn’t your problem.” She sounded stronger at least, but of course it was because she was fighting him. “You didn’t call, but I came anyway. That’s the way this works. You will always be my
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