be here,” Ethan said, his voice quiet but steady. “I thought I’d lost everything that mattered.”
I looked at him, searching for the old man I once knew, the one who had been so easy to love, so easy to trust. He had changed, I could see that. It wasn’t just the way he spoke—it was in the way he looked at me, at our son. It was in the way he had slowly continue reading …
