“Don’t bury her—that’s not her in the coffin!” a little girl cries out at a Chicago funeral, stopping everything as a shocking truth inside the coffin is revealed

to fear.”

Caroline wept then — not because everything was repaired, but because for the first time, the future had a door.

Ava stood in the hallway, listening without meaning to. When Gabriel opened the door and found her there, she expected his anger.

Instead, he knelt.

Again. Always at her level.

“You saved them,” he said.

Ava shook her head. “Caroline continue reading …