Chapter 10
Mary
Steve’s strong hand in mine makes me smile. He’s here. He’s alive. And Brandon was right, he really is happy.
“So,” I say, as I sit on the bed across from him.
“So,” he laughs.
“How have you been? You look great.” I motion to his still muscular body.
“Life’s been good. I can’t complai—”
“I can’t wait out here much longer!” I recognize Elizabeth’s voice immediately and leap off the bed to open the door.
She holds her arms out, and I take the single step to reach her and wrap my arms around her. Her motherly hug puts me at ease. Betty has been a lifesaver, but I’ve missed this woman—the one I looked up to, my role model. The perfect combination of sweet, caring, loving, and tough, she is what every girl hopes for in a mother. She’s the Carol Brady, the June Cleaver, t
