Chapter Fifty Four:
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QUINN STARED IN the mirror, looking for any signs that she was pregnant. Her breasts were a bit bigger and her tummy slightly rounded. With her height and slim build she could probably carry a child unseen into the fifth or even sixth month.
She could handle three months of listening to folks ask questions. The answers were simple. Of course, the baby was hers. Yes, she knew who the father was, but that wasn’t anyone’s business. She planned to raise the child alone right here on her farm.
In the days waiting for Staten to call, she’d figured out a few things during the silence. She might be shy and like keeping to herself, but she was strong. She could do this. She could have the baby and raise it herself.
She’d thought of making up a story about how she’d had an
