Broken Knight

As I peeked into her casket, at her tranquil smile, her gorgeous, porcelain face, that white chiffon gown she loved so much, I knew forever wasn’t long enough.

Not for a love like ours.

“Then let me carry some of it, too.”

“So don’t.”

“But I also can’t contain all this pain, Moonshine.”

“I can’t live without you,”

“Baby.”

“Don’t baby me. I’m not your home. People don’t ruin their homes; they build them. They cherish them.”

It started with an abandoned toddler in a soiled diaper, but the plot twist was a boy with busted knuckles and a heart of gold…”

the fact that his pinky finger is almost entwined with hers on the armrest between their seats.

Dad’s eyes are shining with tears.

Edie is flat-out crying.

April, Ryan, and Josh are sitting and staring at me with smiles so big, I know my apology all those months ago was truly accepted.

Despite my disliking pistachio, I feel my stomach flutter immediately. It’s like a little goldfish is swimming in my lower belly. My eyes widen on his.