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Susannah gave Wyatt a smile.

“There’s something comforting about watching children sleep,” Susannah said. “They relax like there can’t be anything wrong in the world.”

“Then we lose that trust when we realize the world isn’t always going to take care of us.”

“Which you found out at an early age.” Despair wavered in her voice. “I wish my children hadn’t learned it so soon.”

Wyatt closed his hands over her shoulders, massaging gently at the tense muscles under his fingers. “It’ll be all right. You’ll get through this. I’ll make sure of it.”

She sighed. “That feels good.”

His body tightened at the husky tone of her words, but only a deep breath betrayed him. When she tilted her head to one side, he moved his grip to the cords between her shoulders and neck, still kneading at the stiffness.

“Wonderful,” she whispered. After a few moments, she turned around to face him. In the dim light of the hall, she gazed up at him, her eyes wide and dark. “You’re wonderful.”