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Adie raised her chin. “I am.”

The flash in his eyes told her that he’d assumed she’d given birth out of wedlock. Adie resented being judged, but she counted it as the price of protecting little Stephen. If Mr. Blue chose to condemn her, so be it. She’d done nothing of which to be ashamed. With their gazes locked, she waited for the criticism that didn’t come.

Instead he laced his fingers on top of his Bible. “Children are a gift, all of them.”

“I think so, too.”

“He sure can cry. How old is he?”

Adie didn’t like the questions at all, but she took pride in her son. “He’s three months old. I hope the crying doesn’t disturb you.”

“I don’t care if it does.” He sounded defiant.

She didn’t understand. “Most men would be annoyed.”

“Crying’s better than silence…I know.”