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Nicki stood by the family van leaning heavily on her cane. The fall she took yesterday had jarred her knee good and left her with a persistent stabbing pain from her knee to her hip. She’d been limping badly even with her brace on so she found herself using her cane again. It was depressing; she’d come so far, and now she felt like she was back at square one. Her father was busy talking to neighbours, and Bryce was waiting for Lacy to come out of the ladies’ room. Millie was bouncing Morgan on her hip while she talked to some friends. Jove kept checking his watch impatiently. He hated church and Nicki was sure he only went because Millie made him. Jove was a terrible sinner, and Millie always said sinners needed church more than others. Though she was sure, Jove would rather be watching