He glanced in the rearview mirror. “How is she?”“Asleep,” Cord replied.“Thank God.”“Yeah.”They’d heard Shelby purge her grief to Kayli. Brandt’s heart still ached so bad that he rubbed his chest. He’d wanted to go inside and take Shelby into his arms and soothe her, but he knew he couldn’t do anything to take her pain away. So he’d sat in his chair, gripping the armrests until his hands ached. The tortured sounds coming out of her mouth still rang in his ears. He was reminded of the cries of a wounded animal.Thank God for Kayli. If she hadn’t told her story, Brandt didn’t know if Shelby would have opened up to anyone.Brandt pulled the truck into the garage and switched off the engine. Getting out, he opened the back door and took Shelby into his arms.“She feels so right, Cord,” he whispered.“I know.”Brandt carried Shelby into the house and to her room. He placed her on the bed and removed her shoes. “Do you think we should make her more comfortable?”“No.
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