My daughter-in-law always hid her hands and back—until a beach trip revealed the truth she had been carrying all along.

fingers tightened on the paperback.

I lowered my voice. “Two years is a long time to be family and still feel like a stranger.”

Now she looked at me.

“What does that mean?”

“It means you’re always covered. Always careful. Always stepping around something nobody is allowed to mention. Don’t you think maybe it’s time to trust continue reading …