“Beth stared at the bowl, a fragile piece of the past, such a delicate object in Ian’s large, blunt fingers. “Are you certain?” “Of course I’m certain.” His frown returned. “Do you not want it?” “I do want it,” Beth… — Jennifer Ashley Copy Share Image
“brought Beth. We both need to talk to you.” "Oh. Well. All right." Adding confusion to the worry already simmering in her gut, she gave Beth” — Chris Keniston Copy Share Image
