![]() She reached out and slid her hand over his. Lev’s trying to adjust, but it’s not easy. It had been six months since Lev’s change, but in some ways it felt like yesterday. How do you think he’s doing? he asked, staring at the sky, watching it darken. As they swayed slowly to and fro, she rested her head on his shoulder. In spite of the late August heat, a slight breeze blew, temporarily cooling the world as the last rays of the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, Celia sat on the porch swing with Griffin. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-except for brief quotations in printed reviews, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner. ![]()
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