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"You ain’t the law You can’t talk toher hands on her wide hips and looking toward the door

"You’re right I’ the sive a fuck if she’s the fucking Pope Tell me where she is"

"I don’t know," she says quietly after a long moment

"You sure you want that to be your final answer?" I ask her, turning toward the door

"It’s the truth"

"Re down the rickety stairs to the grass

"What aboutthe alar up inside I’ in ht her damn trailer on fire

"What did she say?" Ellie asks quietly froa sadness in her gaze that , baby"

"Jax"

"Ellie," I say in the sa my lips twitch

"I don’t knohat you could possibly think is funny right now," she huffs, and I see her cross her arms over her chest out of the corner of," sheme chuckle

"Mama," I hear, and I look over my shoulder at Hope, whose eyes are open and locked on her el baby" Ellie pulls off her seatbelt, gets up on her knees, and leans over the backseat Pulling off the side of the road, I put the truck in park, walk around, to help Ellie out, but before I get there, she’s out and has the back door open, trying to get Hope from her car seat

The in to wrack Ellie’s s, I wrap htness settles inEllie cry harder