PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

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As everyone stood, Bryce moved toward Savannah, but Rachel stepped between them.

“Not one more word to her without counsel,” Rachel said.

Bryce looked at the babies.

For one second, Savannah thought maybe he would ask their names.

He didn’t.

He said, “You’re letting your father’s ghost ruin us.”

Savannah looked at him.

“No, Bryce. My father’s love continue reading …