The Difference A Day Makes (Perfect, Indiana: Book Two) - Plot & Excerpts
He couldn’t be near her, and the hurt in her eyes when he pulled away stabbed at his conscience. It couldn’t be helped. Every ounce of his will turned to the task of keeping himself in the present.He paced around the perimeter of their picnic spot, his chest heaving and his head pounding as he waged war against the flashback threatening to take him over the edge. Theresa’s broken and bloody body flashed through his mind, chased by the gruesome image of Jackson in pieces across the desert. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, focusing on the park and the scenery surrounding them.“Are you OK?” Paige shook out their picnic blanket and folded it into a neat square.A nod was all he could manage, and he concentrated on her actions. If she’d seen the way he kept that old rag stuffed in his tool chest, she wouldn’t have bothered folding the thing. Her efforts almost made him smile, and that helped more than anything. Gulping air into his lungs, he shoved his memories as far back into his consciousness as possible.
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