Naomi's POV

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Raymond asked as I stood by the door, keys in my hand.

I smiled gently. "No dear, I need to do this by myself."

His eyes searched mine for a second, then he stepped forward and pecked my forehead.

"Call me if you need anything at all, I'll keep the pancakes warm."

"Tell Miranda I'll be home for lunch. "I said as I stepped out into the quiet morning and shut the door behind me.

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Volunteering

The women's support ...