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“I think it is”

“That’s enough, Grant”

“The hell it is She told me her story Now she can listen to mine”

Grant lost a brother to drugs He wasn’t about to let Kit and Keht too rade Now that they had a chance to help her, he planned to save her, and he wouldn’t dance around his intentions He wanted Morgan to know precisely how things would play out

Morgan should’ve anticipated an intervention fro kitchen

“You know, my brother Scott died”

“I heard,” Morgan said “I’m sorry, Grant”

“Who told you?”

“I saw Mary Margaret down at the corner ot into town”

“He’s been in the grave three years It’s been hard, unbearable at times I could’ve saved him, but I expected him to save himself”

“It’s a little retfully

“Sure it is,” Grant agreed “And that’s why Blake and I will help you You’ll lean on us, but we’re only offering our assistance with conditions You’ll agree to do things on our terms”

She didn’t interrupt hi before she settled against the wooden back of the large swing She started swaying with the furniture, gliding forward, drifting back

“We’re gonna love you into sobriety,” Grant explained

“What?”