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Ivy climbed into the Jeep behind Shelly, who was clutching a paper bag in her lap. As they drove away from Bennett, Ivy wished she could stay with him, but they were both needed elsewhere. At least she was with her sister and Mitch.
As the Jeep swayed over fallen debris in the road, Shelly groaned. “I feel like I’m on an airplane with a motion sickness bag. Who knew morning sickness could last all day?” She brushed wisps of hair from her face. “I don’t know how our mom went through this four times. At least she hit a double with Flint and Forrest.”
“Maybe you will, too,” Ivy said with a slight smile. At least she could help Shelly, and lightening her sister’s mood would help.
Picking up on that, Mitch laughed. “One and done, and we get the two we wanted. Hey, that would be great.”
