Sarah’s tone came out more harshly than she intended. “Wouldn’t your plan to bring me back to town put me in danger, Joe? You’ve as good as accused Ruth of conspiracy to murder.”
“I’ve never spoken a word of that to anyone other than you, though I nearly did to Harriet. Maybe I’ve found my calling as a psychic,” he said with a quiet laugh. “Either that or when you’re dying, you give your whole life a good going-over.”
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