Three years after our divorce, my ex-wife called me saying she had a gift—but what I saw when I arrived left me completely shocked.

“You brought him.”
“He’s Lucas’s father.”
Mara did not lower the shotgun. “That doesn’t answer whether he’s useful.”
Daniel stepped out slowly. “I’m standing right here.”
“I noticed.”
Lucas climbed out and waved. “Hi, Aunt Mara.”
Only then did Mara’s face soften. “Hello, little moon.”
Daniel glanced at Olivia.
Moon.
Mara hurried them inside. The house smelled continue reading …