Chapter Twenty Five
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“What you did was totally uncalled for,” she said, once he had reeled her back in over the railing.

His face was pale, practically unrecognizable. Bleached of its youthful tan. She had watched Shannon run miles without breaking a sweat. Yet here he was sweating profusely. Am I really that heavy? She wondered, feeling self-conscious. Then she considered taking another flying leap over the ledge, now that she had a taste for it, while her courage was still up. But instead decided against it. The moment had passed. There would be other moments.

Margaret helped Shannon into the dojo. She was taken aback by how frightened he was still.

“Sit,” she said, her face throbbing from the impact.

“I’ll have Sylvia bring us up some tea.”

In truth, her blood...

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