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“Nature stresses us out.” He quirked an eyebrow. “Yet you’re in the middle of Yellowstone National Park.” “We all make mistakes, Officer.”
She sagged. “I had a dog. She was killed about two months ago and I miss her a lot.”
Complicated creatures, teenage boys.
What the hell was she doing? Singing, one of her own damn songs no less, was not how to keep a low profile.
“Who’s Lucy?” Travis asked, looking between the two of us. Son of a bitch. “Jade,” Everly corrected. “I, uh . . . call her Lucy sometimes? That’s her middle name?”
