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Shadows darkened the path. Branches hovered above him, some with
lingering leaves, others bare.
“Taking a stroll, Matthews?” Lacy’s voice cut through the quiet.
He turned to see her walking toward him, her hands in the pockets
of her black jacket.
“Trying to clear my head.”
“And this is where you chose?” she asked as she came to stand next
to him.
“I have more good memories here than bad ones.”
A smile formed on her lips, though it didn’t match her eyes, which
were dark and tired. “I assume when you grew up here, there weren’t as many
people on this path running.”
He shook his head. “Lot more trees, less traffic. It was
secluded.”
Reaching her hand out to him, she touched his arm. “I remember.”
Declan slid a glance to her hand. “What a time, huh?”
She moved her hand down until it gripped his. “You might not
believe it, but I think of it fondly. It was hard to settle in here, to move on
from what happened to my family. You helped me settle, Matthews.”
He felt that unraveling feeling move over him again, with her hand
holding his. Perhaps that’s what caused him to pull her to him, embracing her
tightly as he warded off the rush of pain that attacked him.
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