r home. Jessica, his high school sweetheart, the one h

Ethan said, his arm around Jessica's shoul

small, sad smile on he

ask me.

ady leading Jessica inside. "And you'll need to make su

way of the house my money and my w

een cool to me, even when I was wiping her chin and changing her beds

ay, loud enough for me to hear. "S

he one who got them here. Now that they were here,