Chapter 75

Charity

“When will Daddy be home?” Harley asks as I help her brush her hair. Even at ten, they enjoy me being around, and I’ll take this for as long as I can. One day they won’t want me to help. My mom never helped me with things like this, and I swore to myself when I had my own kids, I’d never let them wonder if other families lived better than they did. Which is something I wondered my entire childhood.

They’ve just had their baths, and Drew still isn’t home yet, as evidenced by the questions being thrown my way. I hide my anxiety at the fact he hasn’t walked through the door by giving her a smile. Months ago, I wouldn’t have worried, but now, everything has changed.

“Soon, he’s at Papaw’s.” I remind her that Liam and Drew had a few things to do this afternoon.