Chapter 19

Dan stretches out beside me on the bed and runs a hand up my arm, across my chest, over my shoulder until he’s hugging me close. With a sad sigh, I tell him, “I think I’m over it, you know? I think I’m okay, I can handle this, I’ll move on. Then out of nowhere it hits me again, the littlest things.” My voice breaks. He kisses me as one tear slides down my cheek. “I can’t imagine it without her there,” I whisper, burying my face into his neck, where he smells like Tommy cologne. “Evie wasSugar Creek to me.”