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Bev was excited. The kind of excitement that can only be described as childish. She didn’t care. It had been such a long time since she felt like this, she wanted to just enjoy it. After all, she deserved it. So did Sam.
The past three months of physical, mental and emotional healing had been difficult. They made it through rehab and interrogation by two national, two state and one local government. Amidst all of that, they hashed out their broken hearts, both from hurting each other and from their common loss, realizing that they could help each other mend. They weren’t finished dealing with it all, but they were together, they were in love, they were healing and right now they were happy.
She placed the big box with a loosely placed lid on the far side of the living room. The litt
