“Mom, I love him.”
More silence, until her mother stopped once again. She looked into Naomi’s eyes and took a confident breath. “I know you do, sweetheart. It’s okay.” She held out the orange. “I don’t know why I brought this out here. You’ve probably already eaten one today.”
“No, Dad didn’t peel me one this morning.” She held her breath. “I’ll do it.”
She took it into her own hands, and they continued on. Her feet were weightless all of a sudden. Looking ahead, she saw the spot where she and Jesse had talked five days ago. She would see him again, that much was certain. For now, she looked up and focused on the clear sky ahead.
MICHELLE LIVES and writes in Utah, surrounded by the Rocky Mountains. She loves the seasons, but late summer and early fall are her favorites. She adores chocolate, sushi, and lots of ethnic food, and loves to read and write books in whatever time she can grab between her sword-wielding husband and energetic daughter. She believes a simple life is the best life.
Find Michelle Davidson Argyle on her author site
www.michelledavidsonargyle.com
and her blog
theinnocentflower.blogspot.com
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