“Is that—”
“Us?” Emery laughed. “Oh yeah.” He stopped and looked back at Fenn. “Come on. Mom and Dad want to see you.”
Fenn swallowed thickly and joined Emery in the doorway of a beautiful blue room. Just beyond the threshold two people waited for them. A tall man in his fifties and a beautiful woman around the same age as the man. The world spiraled around him—grief, joy, terror—all of it mixing inside him, and he stumbled to a halt. His feet wouldn’t move.
What if they don’t love me as they once did? Hs inner voice was a child’s voice, held a child’s fear, but the worry still rattled him even now.
What if they don’t love me as they once did?His memories were filled with them, and they had aged only a little. Fine lines around their eyes and mouths, a deep grief in their gazes…but in
