Chapter 27
IVY
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A WEEK AFTER DAVID heads home, I hear a knock on my door. I don’t think about it, but when I see a grown-up fifty-seven-year-old Scott on the other side, my eyes go wide. He looks so much like his dad and what I picture his dad to look like at that age. Not to mention, he’s well known in this town for all his charity work.
“Scott.” I smile and watch him force a smile. I can tell he’s uncomfortable. Heck, so am I now. “Come in, let’s sit.”
He’s quiet for a minute before he speaks. “What’s your name?”
I’m shocked for a minute because I had assumed he knew. “Ivy.”
I watch him nod, then he holds out a piece of paper. “This was left by my dad in his trust for me. I got it just over a week ago.”
I take the letter and read it. It’s just like David has said—he gave
