CHAPTER EIGHT
As Josh’s question swirled through Hope’s mind, her muscles tensed. She pulled her arm back because her fingers trembled when she was stressed. That was the only way to describe how she felt at the moment.
“If you don’t want to answer, that’s fine,” Josh said. “But I haven’t met many people who’ve been through something similar.”
“I understand.” And she did. “This isn’t a big secret. Most people in Indigo Bay know, but talking about it…”
“Is hard,” he finished for her.
Oh so hard. But if she didn’t tell Josh, an internet search or someone in town would. She wanted him to know her side of the story—the truth.
Besides, he’d been through this himself. Not the same situation but close enough. He wouldn’t judge her as others had.
Ignoring her tense body, she made herself si
