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“Mo to keep up

“Not now,” she snapped

The elderly man she’d seen earlier was bent over a bushel of toathered around the apples and oranges A couple of the girls kept glancing to their right, elbowing each other and giggling Sabrina followed their gaze and spied Teague Simon

He’d shaved and showered—that much was obvious—was dressed in faded khaki shorts, an old Rolling Stones T-shirt, and flip flops A Yankee ball cap kept half of his face hidden, but the generous ht, broad shoulders, and tattoos gave hiirls interest

But she didn’t care about any of that All she cared about was…

The little dark-haired girl as talking ani up at hihter was on a mission and what that an was in the thick of it

Her daughter’s hands were on her hips and her little mouth moved a mile a minute Any other time, Sabrina would have taken a second to enjoy the spunkiness of herher was all too real and she ht her cart to a halt

“Morgan Anderson Caled a bit because she could barely catch her breath “How many times have I warned you never to wander away? Jesus” Sabrina ran her hands across her forehead “You had me scared silly”

Morgan’s eyes widened, i with tears “Moer and—“

“Tigger?” Sabrina asked

Morgan nodded and pointed at Teague “I wanted to say sorry for sneaking up on him in his underwear”

“She’s pretty ada to let me kno sorry she is”

Teague’s deep, raspy voice caught her attention and she glanced up at him, a frown still firet a read on hie was

“I’ toward Morgan “We’re done and we need to go so that I can get some dinner into you”

“Burger Mania,” Harry shouted