Emma launched herself at Daniel the moment he stepped through the door, wrapping her arms around his legs with such force he stumbled backward.
“Daddy! You’re here! I made cookies and I have so much to show you and we need to plant the flowers and—”
“Whoa, slow down, butterfly.” Daniel laughed, scooping her up into his arms. “I’m here for the whole weekend. We have time for everything.”
“But first you have to see my cookies! They’re butterflies and I decorated them myself!”
“I can’t wait to see them,” Daniel said to Emma, but his eyes never left Kassie’s face. “Why don’t you go get one to show me?”
Emma wriggled down and raced toward the kitchen, giving them a brief moment alone.
“Hi,” Daniel said softly.
“Hi.”
“How are you?”
“Confused. Scared. Tired.” Kassie crossed her arms, as
