HER DAUGHTER LAUGHED AT HER HANDMADE QUILT

” I said. “The baby’s going to be loved. That part I can promise you.”

Walter took one step closer to her. Just one. Held his hat.

“You probably don’t remember me,” he said. “I’m your dad’s brother. I owe your mother more than I can ever pay back, and I owe you an apology I should’ve made before you could walk. I’m not here to take anything. I’m here continue reading …