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

someone hasn’t offered me.”

Lily narrowed her eyes.

“That was a good answer.”

“I was terrified,” Owen admitted.

The girls liked him after that.

Savannah did too.

But this story did not end with a new man saving her.

She had already been saved by truth, law, motherhood, her father’s foresight, her mother’s strength, Margaret’s loyalty, and the tiny hands of continue reading …