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Claire
As I watched Josie work with feeble, old Mrs. Krunk in the pool, I realized the young woman wasn’t just pretty and athletic. She was also kind and patient. Dammit. I didn’t want to see any of her redeeming qualities. It was much easier to view her as the villain of our story than as a likable human.
Hannah was practically bouncing with anticipation as she swung her legs back and forth on the bench beside me. There was no denying that she was beyond excited to see the young woman again.
I wanted nothing more than to bolt out of this chlorine-scented, echoing chamber of fright, but I was determined to do what was best for my daughter. She had suffered enough this past year, so I refused to do anything that would add to her heartache. It had become obvious since my return that e
