Chapter fifty-eight: anxiety
3 days, 3 long days I had been waiting to hear anything back on if John was truly getting out. I was nervous and filled with anxiety almost every moment of they day especially when Morgan wasn't around. I was even contemplating hanging around the Sheriffs station, there at least Barlow and I would be surrounded with a bunch of deputies even when Morgan was out. I tried making myself busy with all the paper work from the bakery but it didn't help. I was standing at the kitchen counter drinking an herbal tea and rubbing my stomach, for the moment I was relaxed. Barlow was sitting in his highcahir eating pieces of cut up fruit and Morgan was upstairs still sleeping since he worked the night shift previously. When my phone rang I put my tea down and picked it up. "Hello?" I said into t
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