Although I’m feeling lighter than I have in days, Lucy still weighs heavily in the back of my mind. But Sawyer was right; our family needed this little getaway. I needed it. No matter the results of the test, I know the day will come soon when things will be heartbreaking and difficult again, but...
You can’t wear that?” Charity shrieks as she walks out of the bathroom, pointing at my conservative, soft yellow cardigan. I glance down at my outfit. “Why not?” “Because we’re going to a fight, not out for a cup of tea for crying out loud.” She shakes her head. “Can you stop being all doctor-lik...