Lacey learned about the account the next morning.<\/p>\n
Emily told her.<\/p>\n
Not Nathan.<\/p>\n
Not Jeremy.<\/p>\n
Not me.<\/p>\n
Her daughter.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s money in your name.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe trust Rebecca created before I was born.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked confused.<\/p>\n
Emily explained the check.<\/p>\n
Margaret.<\/p>\n
The hidden account.<\/p>\n
The transfer after Evelyn's confrontation.<\/p>\n
Thirty-one thousand dollars with interest.<\/p>\n
Lacey listened without interrupting.<\/p>\n
Then she laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe put it back eventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter stealing it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSounds like her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily sat closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt's yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey shook her head immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt legally is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want done with it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
Sunlight fell across the blanket.<\/p>\n
For the first time in days, Nashville looked beautiful outside.<\/p>\n
Blue sky.<\/p>\n
Barely moving clouds.<\/p>\n
Lacey asked, \u201cHow much do you owe?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStudent loans.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas groaned.<\/p>\n
\u201cLacey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn't need\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn't asking you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily smiled despite herself.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout eighteen thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cPay them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou've known me three days. Let me buy your education retroactively.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn't funny.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was a little funny.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily crossed her arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCare.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInsurance is covering enough now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked toward Jeremy.<\/p>\n
The second marriage.<\/p>\n
Insurance.<\/p>\n
All of it circled back.<\/p>\n
Lacey continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't need thirty-one thousand dollars to die.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily flinched.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't say it like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what should I say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
She touched Emily's hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cPay the loans.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cHalf.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was again.<\/p>\n
Mom.<\/p>\n
Lacey's eyes brightened each time.<\/p>\n
Emily knew.<\/p>\n
Maybe that was why she used it now even while arguing.<\/p>\n
\u201cHalf,\u201d Lacey repeated.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the rest?\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked toward Thomas.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething for Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone went still.<\/p>\n
Emily frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cLacey, you don't owe her anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she raised Emily.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe also\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what she did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey's voice remained steady.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
That phrase no longer sounded evasive.<\/p>\n
It sounded exhausted.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe took my child. She lied. She chose herself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she also sat beside you when you were sick, probably fought with teachers for you, stayed awake when you came home late, and did all the thousand boring things mothers do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas's eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate her.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I'm grateful to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand that too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey breathed carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cUse five thousand for something Rebecca cared about.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know. Scholarship. Heart foundation. Something.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas wiped his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe volunteered with the county literacy program.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily stared at Lacey.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want money from your stolen adoption to honor the woman who adopted you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLife has no respect for clean symbolism.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
That sounded like something I would say.<\/p>\n
Emily shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou two are getting too similar.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm flattered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn't be.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
The rest of the money, Lacey decided, would pay outstanding medical bills and leave a small amount to Emily.<\/p>\n
Not as inheritance.<\/p>\n
As restitution.<\/p>\n
Emily hated the word.<\/p>\n
Lacey insisted.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething was taken from both of us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney doesn't fix it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause returning what can be returned matters.\u201d<\/p>\n
That ended the argument.<\/p>\n
Later that afternoon, Jeremy asked me to walk with him.<\/p>\n
We went downstairs to the hospital courtyard.<\/p>\n
The air smelled of wet stone and autumn leaves.<\/p>\n
For several minutes, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Jeremy said, \u201cI'm seeing an attorney tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe marriage to Lacey.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo annul it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr whatever the correct process is.\u201d<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
He continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI should've done it sooner.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was using your insurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe has coverage now through the treatment program Nathan found.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn't what I meant.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy stopped walking.<\/p>\n
\u201cI married another woman while married to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI kept pretending the intention mattered more than what I did.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn't.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was the first time he had said it without qualification.<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can explain why I did it forever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNone of the explanations make it your responsibility to accept.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
We resumed walking.<\/p>\n
A fountain stood dry in the center of the courtyard.<\/p>\n
Leaves collected in the basin.<\/p>\n
Jeremy said, \u201cI want to ask you something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want a divorce?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question landed quietly.<\/p>\n
No hospital alarm.<\/p>\n
No discovered document.<\/p>\n
No secret third person.<\/p>\n
Just us.<\/p>\n
I thought before answering.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe you now when you say that.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn't before?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought if I could explain enough, you'd stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn't the same as believing me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
We sat on a bench.<\/p>\n
Jeremy rubbed both hands over his knees.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you leave, I won't fight you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like giving up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt isn't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrying to stop deciding for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence hit harder than I expected.<\/p>\n
Evelyn.<\/p>\n
Margaret.<\/p>\n
Rebecca.<\/p>\n
Jeremy.<\/p>\n
Everyone had spent years deciding what someone else could handle.<\/p>\n
Now he was doing something different.<\/p>\n
Not noble.<\/p>\n
Necessary.<\/p>\n
Still different.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want me to stay?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
His answer was immediate.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
He almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you're my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
He winced.<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTry again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy looked across the courtyard.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause when something happens, you're still the person I want to tell.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn't tell me most of this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gave him a look.<\/p>\n
He sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBad example.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery.\u201d<\/p>\n
He thought again.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I like who I am when I'm not hiding from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is better.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you know every stupid version of me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnfortunately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause home has always meant wherever you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked down.<\/p>\n
That was dangerously close to the kind of line I distrusted.<\/p>\n
But Jeremy was not performing.<\/p>\n
He looked tired.<\/p>\n
Old.<\/p>\n
Sincere.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy should I stay?\u201d<\/p>\n
He swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou really don't?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know why I want you to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn't what I asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't think I get to tell you why staying is good for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him for a long moment.<\/p>\n
That answer mattered more than all the others.<\/p>\n
I asked, \u201cIf I stay, what changes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo more passwords you don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't want your passwords.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo tracking each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo performing transparency like I'm your parole officer.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou tell me things before they're emergencies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven if you're ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEspecially then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if Emily becomes part of your life\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe will if she wants.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't interrupt.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Emily becomes part of your life, I don't want her used to hold us together.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wouldn't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou might without meaning to.\u201d<\/p>\n
He considered that.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I leave you, you still get to be her father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I stay, she isn't our replacement child.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
That one hurt.<\/p>\n
I knew why.<\/p>\n
Our infertility had left a space.<\/p>\n
Emily's arrival could easily become a story we told ourselves about fate making things right.<\/p>\n
I refused that.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is not the baby we didn't have.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is herself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Thomas is her dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy looked toward the hospital windows.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came easier now.<\/p>\n
We sat in silence.<\/p>\n
Then he asked, \u201cCan I tell you something ugly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently that's the program.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I found out Emily was mine, part of me thought maybe all the years we couldn't have children had some meaning.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw it.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hated myself for thinking it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause thoughts aren't choices.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou would've hated that sentence two weeks ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm learning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo am I.\u201d<\/p>\n
We did not reconcile on that bench.<\/p>\n
No kiss.<\/p>\n
No promise.<\/p>\n
No dramatic return home.<\/p>\n
We simply sat there, two married people deciding whether marriage still described what we were.<\/p>\n
That was harder.<\/p>\n
And more honest.<\/p>\n
When we returned upstairs, Emily was standing outside Lacey's room talking to Nathan.<\/p>\n
Her face looked worried.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d Jeremy asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe signed something.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAdvance directives.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
Nathan said, \u201cLacey requested changes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat changes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe removed Jeremy as medical decision-maker.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone went quiet.<\/p>\n
Jeremy's face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho did she name?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy nodded immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily seemed surprised.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're okay with that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt's your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word mother came easily from him.<\/p>\n
Not competitor.<\/p>\n
Not former love.<\/p>\n
Emily's mother.<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
Nathan continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe also signed the documents regarding the marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy looked confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat documents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAn acknowledgment that the second marriage was entered while Jeremy had a living spouse and should be legally invalidated.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey had acted before Jeremy even reached the attorney.<\/p>\n
Jeremy looked through the glass.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew I was going to fix it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily said, \u201cShe said she wanted to do one thing without making you clean it up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy's face softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily handed him an envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wrote you something.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother letter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said not to open it until later.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEverybody in my life needs to stop writing delayed letters.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled despite myself.<\/p>\n
Then Emily handed me another envelope.<\/p>\n
My name.<\/p>\n
I sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're kidding.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wrote you one too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does mine say on the outside?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked.<\/p>\n
\u201cOpen now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
Jeremy's said later.<\/p>\n
Mine said now.<\/p>\n
Lacey remained infuriatingly herself.<\/p>\n
I opened it.<\/p>\n
The letter was short.<\/p>\n
Jill,<\/p>\n
I spent too much of my life believing love was proved by being chosen.<\/p>\n
You taught me something different without trying.<\/p>\n
Love may be proved by letting people choose for themselves.<\/p>\n
I looked through the window.<\/p>\n
Lacey was sleeping.<\/p>\n
The letter continued.<\/p>\n
I asked Jeremy to marry me because I wanted one old dream before I died.<\/p>\n
I had no right to use your marriage to get it.<\/p>\n
I am sorry.<\/p>\n
No explanation.<\/p>\n
No cancer excuse.<\/p>\n
No request that I understand.<\/p>\n
Then the final lines.<\/p>\n
If you stay with him, do it because the man he becomes after telling the truth is someone you still want.<\/p>\n
If you leave, do it knowing I never won him from you.<\/p>\n
There was never anything to win.<\/p>\n
My eyes blurred.<\/p>\n
Jeremy watched but did not ask what she wrote.<\/p>\n
Good.<\/p>\n
I folded the page.<\/p>\n
Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
I slipped the letter into my bag.<\/p>\n
Then alarms sounded inside Lacey\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
A nurse moved quickly past us.<\/p>\n
Another followed.<\/p>\n
Emily turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d<\/p>\n
The door opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The nurse's expression told us before her words did.<\/p>\n
\u201cHer oxygen is falling again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily went inside.<\/p>\n
Jeremy stayed in the hallway.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
Thomas arrived moments later.<\/p>\n
We waited.<\/p>\n
Five minutes.<\/p>\n
Ten.<\/p>\n
Then Emily appeared in the doorway.<\/p>\n
Her face was wet.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wants all of us.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside, Lacey was awake.<\/p>\n
Barely.<\/p>\n
The room had filled with machines and low voices.<\/p>\n
Emily stood on one side.<\/p>\n
Thomas behind her.<\/p>\n
Jeremy went to the other.<\/p>\n
I stayed near the foot of the bed.<\/p>\n
Lacey looked at each of us.<\/p>\n
Then she smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at this mess.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily cried and laughed at once.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey squeezed her fingers.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to listen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo speeches.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBossy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGenetic.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeremy laughed through tears.<\/p>\n
Lacey looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake care of your heart.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her smile faded.<\/p>\n
\u201cBit late.\u201d<\/p>\n
He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
She looked toward Thomas.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thomas could barely speak.<\/p>\n
\u201cI loved raising her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Lacey looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo winning.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo winning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Finally she looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
The room became completely still.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't need you to forgive anybody.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily started crying harder.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI just need you to live your life without thinking you owe us an ending.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily pressed Lacey's hand against her cheek.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacey closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
The words seemed to settle through her entire body.<\/p>\n
When she opened them again, she whispered, \u201cThat's enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
The monitor changed.<\/p>\n
A nurse stepped forward.<\/p>\n
Emily bent over her mother.<\/p>\n
Thomas held her shoulders.<\/p>\n
Jeremy turned away.<\/p>\n
I moved beside him.<\/p>\n
He reached for my hand.<\/p>\n
This time I took it.<\/p>\n
Not because our marriage had been repaired.<\/p>\n
Because grief was happening.<\/p>\n
And sometimes a hand is simply a hand.<\/p>\n
Lacey died seventeen minutes later.<\/p>\n
Quietly.<\/p>\n
With Emily beside her.<\/p>\n
And after twenty-two stolen years, the last thing she knew for certain was that the daughter she had been told was dead had lived long enough to call her Mom.<\/p>\n
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