moved toward the grips on the back of his chair.
Jonah jerked forward before she could touch them. His front wheels dug into the loose dirt, and his arms shook from the effort of forcing the chair ahead. “Don’t,” he said.
“I’m not trying to—”
“I said don’t.”
Caroline stopped. Her fingers curled against her palms. Around them, a few spectators glanced over continue reading …
