A widowed businessman returns early to his quiet mansion, ready to confront the housekeeper, but what he sees changes everything

easels catching and holding the warmth of it. Avery was standing at one canvas, both hands involved, a brushstroke happening with the full-body commitment of a seven-year-old who has not yet learned to be tentative about art. Sadie was at the other easel, slightly more careful, her tongue pressed to her lower lip in the focused expression she had had continue reading …