Samantha. How he wanted to wrap her in a thick blanket, protect her, and hide her from the cruelties and events that made little sense in this world. He shook his head, silently cursing himself. With everything else that she had to deal with right now, he gave her the upcoming death of his brother.
The sun’s warming rays felt good on Sam’s skin after being in the air-conditioned building. Not sure what to do with her hands, she tucked them into the front pockets of her jeans. She wasn’t sure if Alice wanted to talk, cry, or just have another person—a woman—with her as she contemplated the outcome of her actions in signing, or not signing, the DNR papers.
Matching her stride with Alice’s, she glanced at the older woman. Alice’s profile was familiar, and yet her face seemed to age as they
