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“You haven’t heard from Jack, I take it?”

“No”

Silence “Shit, I gotta go, Donnie I’ll be out of town for a few days A business n distributors for this indie filet this nailed do”

“I’m okay Don’t worry about me, really”

“I’ll coet back”

Donovan hung up the phone, eyes on the second pregnancy test she’d taken the day before The one that told her without a doubt s

he was pregnant

She sat in her oversized corab soht back into her spot She sat there until the shadows grew long and her bedroom was so dark it was hard for her to see Until all the chaotic thoughts in her head went away, and she was finally left with a clarity that she needed

She was going to have a baby A baby she’d ht not have much, but she did have that It was ti like an adult

She picked up the phone from beside her bed and made an appointment to see her personal doctor After a few mohosts froet the hell on with it

“Mama? We need to talk”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Jack flew into Florida two days after his buddy Brett’s funeral He picked up his Mercedes fro to the beach or his house Grace had taken Coco home with her, so at least the little ball of fur didn’t need looking after

That was good He had someone to see first

He drove in silence The anger that boiled beneath his skin told hih the ringer He was sick of the press Sick of the media circus that had landed in his lap And he sure as fuck was sick of Derek McKenzie calling his cell