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Ginger raced toward him, her

deep green eyes wide with worry.

“Ty! Are you all right?”

Words stuck in his throat. How did he answer that? “Yeah. I’m fine.”

Suddenly she was hugging him. He put his hands to her back, holding on. Somewhere deep inside he felt a seismic shift, a tilting of his once solid and level foundation.

“I was so worried.”

“Nothing to worry about. Everyone was out of the fire before I got there, but the cabin is probably a total loss.” He expected her to release him, but she clung to him tightly.

“I was afraid you wouldn’t come back.”

“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

She pulled back then, her eyes locking with his. “But you’re my only friend. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

His heart raced erratically for a moment. “Are we friends?” He realized with a jolt that he wanted her as a friend, and more than that, as well. The thought scared him.