“Ryan! Please wait!”
She ducked down an aisle lined with camping accessories and turned toward the shoe department with the single-minded thought to find Luke and Alex and get out of here. Alex was trying on what appeared to be a third pair of snow boots when Ryan reached the shoe department, while Luke waited patiently as an employee assisted his foster son. Ryan lowered herself into the chair beside him, putting him between her and the rest of the store.
“I think we’re almost….” When Luke looked at her, his voice trailed off and concern pinched his brows together. “You’re white as a ghost, Ryan.”
She let out a breath slowly when he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Leaning into him over the wood arms of the chairs, she shivered and tried to regulate her erratic pulse.
“What’s wron
