“her sister Trina said in a low voice, her expression bleak. “I need you to take Cody.” Shelby Jacobson shivered from the desperation in her sister’s tone as much as the sharp March wind blowing off the rocky shores of Lake Michigan. Her gaze fell upon her four-and-a-half-year-old nephew, huddled with Trina. Beneath the hood of Cody’s coat, his bright green eyes were wide and frightened within his pale face. Instinctively she knelt down before him, holding out her arms. Cody broke away from his ...mother, flinging himself at Shelby, burying his face against her chest. She crushed him close, frowning at Trina over his head. “Of course I’ll take him. But why? What’s going on? Why did you drag me out of bed and ask me to come down to the marina at four-thirty in the morning?” Trina didn’t flinch under her glare, but Shelby saw a flash of unmistakable regret flicker across her sister’s eyes. Trina thrust a piece of paper into Shelby’s hand, along with a cell phone. “Here.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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