Chapter 88 The Etiquette of Crutches

Eli’s POV

Nobody warns you that falling in love is mostly logistics.

On Thursday morning, at 9:40, I stood in the lobby of St. Brigid’s holding one overnight bag, one plastic bin of toiletries, one discharge folder as thick as a phone book, and one very ugly orange hat, while Nora Whitfield attempt...

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