From the Beginning
“She was exhausted, after having spent another sleepless night in her too-plush bed, trying to avoid her failures as a mother and a doctor. She hesitated with her hand on the lock, unsure if she really wanted to open the door. She knew who was on the other side—who else would it be?—and she did not want to deal with Simon right now. Not if it meant they were going to fight. She was tired and more than a little shaky. Certainly not up to holding her own with him, at least not right now. But she also couldn’t leave him out in the hall. He wouldn’t give up and it was still early enough that people in the neighboring rooms would be annoyed. Besides, she didn’t want a repeat of yesterday, anyway. Finally, she turned the knob, prepared to tell him to get lost. But the second she caught sight of him, the words clogged her throat. For the first time since he’d shown up in Somalia, he looked as tired and worn-down as she felt. And when he held up a cup of coffee and a pastry bag, she saw a hint... of vulnerability in his eyes that he didn’t try to hide.MoreLess
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