Six weeks later, Kassie stood in her driveway watching a U-Haul truck back into the space where Daniel’s car usually parked on weekends.
“It’s really happening,” Sarah said beside her, having come over to help with the transition. “He’s actually moving in.”
“Yeah,” Kassie breathed. “He really is.”
The decision had come that Sunday morning in her backyard, with Emma showing Daniel her butterfly collection for the hundredth time and the older kids playing basketball in the driveway like it was any other weekend. Kassie had watched Daniel laugh at something Emma said, had seen the easy way he’d waved at Aaron when he made a shot, and something inside her had just… settled.
“Yes,” she’d told him simply, finding him alone in the kitchen. “Move here. Move in with us.”
The look on his face—
