Chapter 41
Kate MorganBruce Lester had died in his sleep. Kate had known it was going to happen. It was always going to happen. But still, it broke Kate to know that he’d been alone.
“He left me a letter,” Kate told Louise that night when she’d visited after her work. “And a book.”
“A book?” Louise asked curiously.
“Yes,” Kate nodded. She reached into her purse and handed the book to Louise. “The Prophet.”
“Ah, yes,”—Louise nodded—“I know the one.”
“He had bookmarked a page for me—it’s a poem called—”
“Your Children,” Louise finished Kate’s sentence for her.
“Yes! How did you know?” Kate asked.
“It sounds to me like Bruce Lester was a smart man.” Louise took the book from Kate and carefully flipped through the pages, some of which had been dog-eared. “He was considered a rebel of
