Chapter Twelve
Collin
On the day my son turned six weeks, I made my last visit to Hilda. Only, she had no idea this would be the last time we would see each other.
Pulling into the drive, I found her coming to the door, opening it to welcome me inside. “Long time no see, stranger.”
It had been a few months since I’d come to her. Becoming a father had hit me hard, even before my son was born. I had tremendous responsibilities now. And I could no longer tempt fate by messing around with Hilda.
The time had come to let her go.
The majority of my heart now lay in the palm of my infant son’s tiny hands. But there was still a little piece that belonged only to Hilda. So, what I had to tell her was going to hurt me badly.
Stepping inside the home—the last time I’d ever do that—I took a lo
