The Night Miss Jo Opened Her Door And Changed A Shivering Boy’s Future Forever

had knocked the strength from her knees.

Nathan sat beside her.

He was eighteen now.

Tall.

Lean.

Still careful with his hands.

“I’m scared,” he admitted.

“Good.”

He frowned. “Good?”

“Means you know it matters.”

“What if I fail?”

“Then you call me, cry ugly, eat something, and try again.”

He laughed.

She took the letter and held it like it was a newborn.

“My Lord,continue reading …