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"How did you. . .?"

"Forget about tha'," John snapped, helping her out of the destructive vehicle. "What the Hell were ye thinking?"

Kayla gulped. She didn't know what to say. The only thing she could do was whimper.

"I'm a mess."

John pulled her to him and rested his chin upon her head.

"You're my mess."

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