He wasn’t sure he’d heard right. “After you said that, she said what?” Joel looked uncomfortable and shifted on the chair beside the bed. “I was trying to tell her it was relatives only and all—I don’t know why I was even talking to her anyway. It was her house you were working on when this happened. You could have died.” “Pfft!” he snorted. “I wasn’t near death, and the accident was certainly not because of her. It was a stupid schoolboy error on my part. I knocked my head on the beam and fell off the ladder, and broke my leg.” “You were working on her house. You were unconscious for thirty-six hours. I was scared stiff.” “Still doesn’t make it her fault. And she needs to know that as much as you do.” He touched Joel’s arm, unable to stay mad at his twin for long. “And I know you were worried. That’s the first thing I remember feeling when I woke—I was scared. I didn’t mean to frighten you, but it could have happened if I was fixing the church roof.
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