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.

receiving a small waterfront house from an elderly aunt she barely remembered.

The house was not grand.

But it was warm.

And nothing inside it carried Nathan’s memory.

That mattered.

Emily pieced herself back together slowly.

She worked from home editing manuscripts for small independent publishers while raising Ethan and Elliot by herself.

The boys became continue reading …