“I wish you could understand what it does for me every time I see you walk into a room. I still can’t believe you’re back, safe and sound.”
He grinned in return, basking in the love of a mother who’d devoted her life to her family. Neither he nor Megan doubted that either of their parents would walk through fire for them if need be. That’s how it should be, not like some of the orphans he’d seen overseas. Suppressing the depressing images, he said, “Only the good die young.”
Rachel laughed. “Then I guess we’re both safe.”
Steve glanced at the dwarf-sized plaid shirts. “How are they coming?”
“I’m almost finished with Ethan’s pocket.”
“Don’t let me stop you. I can make myself at home.”
“Why don’t you grab a cup of coffee and tell me about your day. Dinner’s simmering. We’ll eat as soon
