The Blackstone Commentaries Page 35
by Rob Riggan
The preacher cleared his throat and began speaking the words.
Elmore felt Rachel move just slightly—certainly not that it could ever be proven—so she was suddenly touching him down his left arm and thigh. In that moment, he glanced down at Rachel’s swollen belly, and a feeling of tenderness filled him to bursting.
“You really stepped in it this time, buster,” she said under her breath.
“I imagine,” Elmore Willis said.