Chapter 10 The Feed Store

Mercy POV

Lydia Redfern is lifting a fifty-pound bag of oats onto her shoulder when I come around the side of her truck.

She sees me. The bag slips. It hits the tailgate, splits open, and oats pour down the bumper like sand in an hourglass.

Neither of us looks at the mess.

"You," she says.

"Me....

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