Bodyguard (2004)
“Harry leaned against the porch railing, hands in his pockets, heart in his throat, unable to take his eyes off Emily.
She was sitting next to Marge, half hiding behind her aunt, silently staring at him as if he were the devil incarnate.
She was beautiful. She was still pretty tiny, but much of her babyness was gone. She was a little kid now, but, just as when she was a toddler, her default expression was fierce.
Her face was grubby, with clean streaks on it, made from recent tears. Very recent tears. She was still sniffling.
“It shouldn’t be too hard to find an apartment this time of year,” Marge was telling Allie. “There’s a small college in town, and some of the students invariably don’t return from spring break. The rest will be leaving next month, so the landlords who’ve got an empty place will be pretty desperate.”
Harry gave Emily a tentative smile.
She retreated behind Marge’s arm.
He knew it was too much to hope that she would leap into his arms, but this was ridiculous.
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