Chapter 23

“We would gladly pay your bills, Franklin. While you care for Liam.”

“That is a ridiculous notion, Mrs. Hellier.” Frank looked to her son, his face alternating between sorrow at Frank’s tone and joy at his presence. “That wouldn’t be proper,” Frank stated more quietly. “Besides, the thrill brought on by my return would not exist if I never had to leave. I suppose the next week, however, will be like a vacation.

“Vaughn tells me any local deaths will be handled by the funeral home over in Millerbroook. Though there is plenty of work to do at the cemetery this time of year, what with falling leaves and all the dying flowers good-meaning people dropped off back in May.” Frank sighed. “Maybe you can help with that. I think our days will be full.” He smiled.

Liam returned it and then reached out for his daily hug.