Chapter 34

Emily POV

The drive to Lake Tahoe in the rust bucket was an adventure on its own. Two days of driving from one end of the country to the other, two days of a rambunctious five-year-old wanting to stop at every popular tourist attraction and anything that resembled a giant old rock.

Liam would plot our journey on his iPad and shout out random places we should visit. The highlight for him was Niagara Falls. Excited to see the water roaring down the steep drop, he rushed to take the elevator to the observation deck. I must admit, trapped between a wall of glass and water played into my fear of heights and my claustrophobia.

By the time we reached the highest point, he had taken photos from every angle, telling us they were for show and tell.

When we got to Denver, I was all road-tripped out, but Liam’s enthusiasm was like an inflated balloon—it was high at one minute and then it came buzzing down like someone had pricked a hole in it.

Jacob loved visiting the city. Like a kid in a ca