Dianna leaned against the door and took a slow breath. It was good to be home. The tension she’d held in her shoulders all day long slowly released and she winced. It should feel good, but that’s not how her body worked. Letting the tension go also meant letting go of the barrier she put up to resist the constant pain she was in. It was the only way to get through the day, and some days were easier than others. This week had been pretty good, but she’d overdone it today. She’d been swept up in Jack’s enthusiasm for the geo-caching and pushed herself so as not to appear...