I'm sure you're right, Megan agreed. He was asleep. He rocked his daughter slowly. One thought dragged through her mind--Oh, shit.
Mitch leaned forward to offer his hand, sending a yellow braid swinging. I would like to be finished . He looked at her now, his mouth set in an expression that was more poutthan frown. He ignored her sarcasm.
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