I smiled on the day my husband finalized our divorce and married the woman he had been seeing behind my back while I was eight months pregnant.

definitely,” she said.

For a moment, they looked like a family.

Not the old one.

Not the one broken in Chicago.

Something different.

Uneven.

Possible.

Later, while the boys decorated cookies inside a heated tent, Nathan stood beside Emily near the harbor railing.

“I’m stepping down from day-to-day control,” he said.

Emily turned toward him. “What?”

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