her sandals slapping against the tile.

Martin sat there, frozen, holding his coffee.

“We’ll talk on the boat,” I told him.

I stood and gathered Ben onto my hip. Dorah reached for my free hand. Noah held onto my sundress.

—

On the way through the lobby, Nina caught my eye and gave me a small wave. I walked over.

“Thanks for everything.”

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