Not that we need the money, between my savings and Harley’s life insurance, we would be okay if I never released another book. He’s even protecting us from the grave. But writing is my passion and it keeps my mind busy, so I want to make sure I keep up with it. James and I found a mommy’s group in our area and he looks forward to getting together with his friends each week. Time is moving at such a fast pace. We just celebrated his third birthday last week. He’s the new love of my life, though I will never forget his father. I see Harley in James’ eyes, hear him in his laugh, and feel him in his hugs. I devote two days a week to my writing so Emily, the teenage daughter of one of the moms in our play group, comes here to hang out with James. He loves being with her. They take walks along the beach and build sand castles together, construct forts in the playroom, and she even works with him on his letters, colors, and numbers. Of course, I do as well during our time together, but he seems to have more fun with Emily.
