CHAPTER 32 | Beau
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I walk Kat back to her car and make sure she’s well on her way before I climb into my truck. Somewhere around the farm road’s second bend, my hip begins to protest all the walking, but I can barely feel it. I can’t pull my thoughts away from Kat and Arch and Parish.
And now a new horse.
I could’ve stopped that.
At home, I struggle a bit on the porch steps, pain from my back and hip making my teeth grind. I let myself inside, and it takes my eyes a minute to adjust to the dim light.
Then I see Holly.
She’s grinning and for a second, it swings my heart right into my throat. Most of me is still thinking about Parish.
The tiny bit that’s left wonders how she can still make me feel lighter. Even when the whole world has gone dark.
“Good to talk to yo
