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Chapter 18.2

For once, Shannon was at a loss for words. She didn’t know what to say to help him. He was obviously speaking from experience; platitudes would be worse than useless, they would be condescending. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly.

He whirled on her. “What for?” The words shot out as if fired from a gun.

“I’m sorry that someone made you think you had to live up to all that. I can see some of the problems it can cause.”

“When you try to tell them you’re nobody’s hero, just an ordinary man, they argue with you, or think you’re being humble or something, or they get hurt or mad because they need a hero, and they expect you to be it.”

Shannon ached for the anguish he tried to disguise with anger. “Come here.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Why?”

“Because I like sitting next to you.”

He dropped his head and heaved a sigh. “I’m being an ass, right?”

“No.” She scooted back on the bed until she sat against the headboard.

Then she patted the space beside her. “That’s a pretty heavy load for anyone to carry
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