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She glanced at her son and frowned, shaking her head and reaching for the bag of chips that he clutched in his hands

“But, ers tightened around the bag and he stared up at her with eyes socurls hanging over his left brow and a el “Daddy used to buy them for me”

DaddyOne word that could bring her to her knees One word that still hurt like hell

She paused, ht across her shoulders, and had to take a fewto lose it And Sabrina Campbell couldn’t afford to lose it No way Especially not in the grocery store Old Mrs Leads still worked the express cash and all Sabrina needed was for the woman to report back to Sabrina’s mother-in-law If that happened the peace she so desperately needed would be lost

Hazards of a small resort tohere everybody knew everyone

“Harry,” she began caled past theh junk food to last us weeks”

“But I want these ones,” he said, thrusting out his chin

“Fine,” she replied “Then we’ll have to put so else back”

“Okay” Harry shrugged “Let’s put back the Cheetos”

That alan’s favorite”

Harry shook his head “Not really She likes these ones too”

With a sigh Sabrina rooted through the full shopping cart until she found the bag of plain potato chips “Put these back Harry”

“But I like those with the dip”

Pain spliced across her forehead and she counted to three “Harry,” she said softly—dangerously so

“But—”