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.

“Wh-what did you say?”

Elliot blinked innocently.

“Hot chocolate?”

“No… before that.”

The little boy frowned as he thought.

“Daddy?”

Nathan’s eyes filled instantly.

Emily felt tears rise in her own.

Children understood truths adults made complicated.

And somehow, somewhere between snow forts and dinosaur books and bedtime stories…

Nathan had stopped being the continue reading …