She’d finally fallen asleep around one, but her dreams had been filled with Ty. Already she missed him, torn between her heart’s longings and the common sense that constantly reminded her she needed to stay away from him. Even putting her trust back into God’s hands had become a minute-by-minute effort.“Are you almost done?”Kayla’s focus switched back to the task at hand. “One section left.”Her mom worked to fasten the top button of her blouse that had come undone. “You know you don’t have to do my hair every morning, Kayla.”“I know I don’t have to, but I want to.” For once she was thankful for the distraction. Between her mom and the business, staying busy would make the pain of letting Ty go easier. Or at least she hoped it would.Her mother’s hand shook as she fought with the shirt.Kayla reached down to help. “Let me do that—”“No!”Kayla drew back her hand and bit her lip as her mom continued to struggle. Her fingers fumbled with the buttonhole.
