CHAPTER 13: Terry
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Terry woke suddenly but didn’t move, conscious of the child sleeping on his chest. It felt so familiar, so right but it was terrible. He sat up, careful not to wake the baby.
“Hi.” Maggie stood in the kitchen doorway, looking rumpled and tired but well.
“Hey. How are you feeling?” He placed the baby on the couch, propping pillows on the side, to keep him from falling. “Let me get you something to eat.”
“I’m fine.”
He walked over to her, wanting to hold her. Not f**k her, just hold her and he knew right then that he had to leave. He stopped a few feet from her. “You sure?”
She nodded her eyes warm with something he didn’t want to see. “Thank you for everything.”
“Yeah. No problem. If you’re sure you’re feeling better, I should go.”
“You don’t have to.” S
