Chapter 11
Oldham Village, Lancashire
One Month Later
Stephen knocked on the front door of the Llewellyn family home.
Beside him, Mary clutched Jeremy tightly in the chilly fall air and said nothing in her nervousness. Just as she’d said nothing of worth to him during the five-day ride from Elmhurst Park.
During the past month, he’d sent several letters to the Llewellyns, explaining about Mary and Daniel...and Jeremy. That the boy needed his grandparents. That Mary needed them to help her with him, however they were willing to do. That they owed it to Daniel’s memory—and to themselves—to let the child into their lives.
Each of the letters went unanswered.
But he refused to stop trying to persuade them, couldn’t stop since his future with Faith hung in the balance. So he’d had Mary w
