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

wiping her eyes.

Rachel sat beside her, holding Andrew’s old notebook in her lap.

After the ceremony, the girls ran to Savannah.

Lily asked, “Was that about Dad?”

Savannah knelt.

“It was about what I learned.”

Amelia tilted her head.

“What did you learn?”

Savannah looked at all three of them.

“That love should never arrive with conditions hidden inside an continue reading …