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Оглавление“Your wife died around this time of year, didn’t she?”
Cabe felt as though he’d been sucker punched. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
He stared straight ahead still, but he spotted movement, and nearly gasped when he felt her hand on his thigh a moment later.
“Cabe, I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t mean… I wasn’t trying to…”
What? Be nosy? No. She wasn’t trying to be that. He knew that, but he still wanted to lash out at her, had to take deep breaths to keep from saying something he knew he might regret later.
“If it helps, I know what you’re going through.”
Oh, yeah? Had she lost a wife? Had she lost the mother of her only child? Her best friend?
“Dustin died just before the NFR and so, for me, Thanksgiving is hell.”
She released his thigh. He closed his eyes against the pain, but it wasn’t just emotional pain. Something else had filled him, something that had to do with the way her hand felt against his thigh….
