Shelter from the Storm

Diane took a deep breath, carefully choosing her words. "Sadie might have … you know, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I looked it up online, and that seems to fit."

Gareth's brow furrowed so deeply that he forgot to finish drying his hair.

Diane sighed. "These past few days living with her, I've noticed how much she hates being touched. If someone brushes against her, she jumps like she's been sho