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“I hope so Do you knohen they’re due back?”

“So you plan on staying?”

She shrugged “I haven’t decided”

“Are you clean?” Grant asked, putting to rest any further back-and-forth speculation Without a doubt, her brothers told Grant and Blake everything, enough to e her

There was a sudden chill in the summer air She crossed her arms in front of her body and rubbed the the so reply

“How long?”

“Daainst the flat surface of the table The dishes rattled, and she jumped Both men stared at her blankly, perhaps alarmed by what they saw

“Has so with pure fire, intense rage

“No,” she reported, leaving the table “I’lad to see you, but it’s been years since we’ve all sat down and enjoyed abreakfast with strangers who ask too many questions”

She was unable to sit still under the scrutiny The nervous energy made her stutter, and the confidence she’d cherished only hours earlier see behind a trace

She could have cut off the hand that fed her for a fix right then The pressurefrom a needle, the smoke from a pipe

“We’re hardly strangers, Morgan I want you to answerher to the sink “Has someone abused you?”

“No,” she lied “I’m able to fend for myself I always have been”

“The Morgan I know could pack a punch when it mattered,” Blake teased

Grant rinsed off his plate “The Morgan we knew isn’t the sa before us now”