At night, after Jack had gone home and the last customer of the night had left, Preacher went up to Paige's bedroom above the bar and went inside. That she had left so many of her things behind, including Christopher's toys, did not encourage him. He couldn't believe she'd come back here. To him. If she returned at all, it would probably only be for her things. He didn't think he had anything to offer her beyond a safe harbor. Probably Jeannie and her husband could give her that, and more. Her nightie was tossed on her bed and he lifted it to his nose. He inhaled the fresh scent of her. It brought tears to his eyes. *
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After closing up for the night, Preacher went up to Paige's bedroom and was struck by the items she had left behind, including toys belonging to Christopher. He felt a mix of disbelief and sadness at the thought that she might come back to him, suspecting that if she returned, it would only be to collect her belongings. Preacher doubted he could offer her anything more than a refuge, feeling overshadowed by what Jeannie and her husband could provide.

As he picked up Paige's nightie from the bed, he was overwhelmed by its scent, which reminded him of her and brought tears to his eyes. This moment deepened his emotional turmoil, as he grappled with his longing for her and the realization that she might not see their relationship in the same way. Preacher's heart ached with the hope of her return, yet the uncertainty of her feelings weighed heavily on him.

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