C27 Juniper Designs a Special Nursery, Symbolizing Hope
Juniper phone rang on the little table next to her. Callum. She hesitated before picking it up, her head churning.
“Juniper,” his voice was steady, but it didn’t conceal the weight she could hear in it. "We need to talk."
She groaned and put the phone down. She looked back at the room that was only half full
