Clay
“At some point in her life, she had taken a bad turn so that everything she touched went wrong. Her parents, staunch in their fundamentalist religious values would say it was when she slept with Matt Benedict without benefit of clergy, and who was she to disagree? That event seemed to mark some midpoint where all before had been okay, if not perfect, and everything that came afterward tainted with disaster.
Except for Lainey, of course. Her daughter was and always had been a blessing.
It was apparently too much to ask that she be able to test the generator before the front porch was plunged into darkness. Clay had been right again. She should have known.
Inside the house, she could hear her daughter crying once more. Lainey hated the dark. Janna was torn between running to ease her fear and working at frantic speed to get the generator up and running. Now, of all times, Lainey needed to complete her dialysis, and without extra pain, or extra hours attached to the machinery. On top of t...hat, a light of some kind was needed to help Nurse Fenton locate the camp in the darkness and the storm.MoreLess
Except for Lainey, of course. Her daughter was and always had been a blessing.
It was apparently too much to ask that she be able to test the generator before the front porch was plunged into darkness. Clay had been right again. She should have known.
Inside the house, she could hear her daughter crying once more. Lainey hated the dark. Janna was torn between running to ease her fear and working at frantic speed to get the generator up and running. Now, of all times, Lainey needed to complete her dialysis, and without extra pain, or extra hours attached to the machinery. On top of t...hat, a light of some kind was needed to help Nurse Fenton locate the camp in the darkness and the storm.MoreLess
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