Mikaela I finally found a quiet corner of the garden, a place where nobody was crying, yelling, or asking for help with rebuilding. I needed normal. My whole body felt heavy after the long day. The kids had been clingy, the repairs nonstop, and every few minutes someone called my name like I had ten hands. For a moment, just one moment, I closed my eyes and breathed. Of course that’s when I heard footsteps. I knew that rhythm. Sharp, fast and irritated. I turned my head to see Jenna. Great. “Oh,” she said, folding her arms. “Relaxing, I see.” I didn’t respond. I wasn’t in the mood. I wasn’t in any mood that involved her. But Jenna never needed an invitation. “Must be nice,” she continued, her voice sugary in that fake way she loved. “Everyone’s working themselves to the bone, but you get to sit out here… lounging.” I kept my eyes on the flowers in front of me. “I came out here for five minutes. That’s all.” “Five minutes,” she echoed mockingly. “Right. And what about Ryan?
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