Chapter 30Kenna’s cries tore into Dakota. The way she tried to stifle herself, tried to hide it, only made him feel worse. And knowing she was in pain? It killed him.
She’d stubbed her big toe—badly—on the edge of the kitchen cabinet, and it looked to be broken. Terrell rushed around frantically, trying to get things together to take her to a clinic. A quick web search showed that the nearest one was about twenty minutes away. Dakota tried to stay calm as he pushed the RV to get them there as soon as possible.
“It’s gonna be okay, Kenna,” he heard Terrell say more than once.
“It hurts!”
“I know it does. We’re gonna get you some help really soon. I promise.”
The manner in which he spoke to Kenna was so gentle, even despite being worried sick about her. Over the last few weeks, he’d rea
