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WILLA heard the crash of pans almost before she’d cleared the door. Knew that if she’d looked back over her shoulder, she’d see Sawyer in there. Sweeping the stove, like he had the counter. So she didn’t let herself look. Although it killed her to know she’d hurt him so badly.
He probably thought he was going crazy.
And Willa wished she could help him with that feeling. But she couldn’t. Not really. Not without him thinking she was crazy, too, or worst…
Also, she’d already gotten herself in enough trouble helping him, she reminded herself. Twice. She couldn’t even let her thoughts stray down that path a third time.
She’d said one smart thing this morning, and that was that she had to get the hell up out of here. Not just out of Greenlee Place, but out of Greenlee County all togethe
