CHAPTER 71
Mace
It’s the middle of summer and as hot as a desert. I haven’t stepped foot in Orchard Grove in nine months, not since the funeral. Lame of me, you think? So sue me.
I’m actually doing a lot better than I was. Man, I was off the deep end for a while. When Jessi was in that hospital bed, I told her I couldn’t live without her. Turns out I was almost right.
But here I am. Honestly, I wouldn’t miss this for the world.
That stupid daycare’s torn down completely, and it’s never going to be rebuilt. Right here is now city land, and the mayor of Orchard Grove himself is about to name this little playground and picnic area after my sister.
The local hero.
The woman who saved a dozen children from a burning building.
I wish she could see this. Jessi would get a kick out of it a
