Anna stepped forward and hugged Shannon. "I'm so sorry all this crap happened to you. You so didn't deserve any of this, but you can't change what's already happened. The only thing you can do is figure out how to deal with it and move forward."
"I know."
Shannon's cell phone vibrated. She pulled it from her zippered pocket and glanced at the display. She couldn't help but smile as she read the text from Spinelli.
Anna giggled. "What is that number ten already?"
Shannon looked up and caught Anna's amused gaze. "Eight, but who's counting? Every hour on the hour." Though he went a bit overboard with the number of texts, Shannon - and the butterflies in her stomach - welcomed each and every one. His overprotectiveness warmed her heart. Like a schoolgirl, she desperately missed him alread
