PART 1: THE INVITATION

My daughter-in-law, Melissa, phoned and asked me to stay for a week while my son Jason was away for work. She said the children had been asking about me.

I accepted right away, happily.

Emma was six, Thomas was four, and it had been seven months since I last saw them. I packed four jars of homemade strawberry jam, two quilts I had continue reading …