FORGOTTEN IDENTITY
A beginning that had turned, through stubbornness and honesty and the particular grace of people willing to grow in real time, into a life.
The fireworks scattered and faded above us, and Hope made a quiet, satisfied sound beside me, and Kade pressed his lips briefly to my temple, and Killian's hand found mine in the dark.
In the morning, Eli woke first, as he always did, and the new year began in the way all our days began, with the particular, irreplaceable chaos of two children and a household and three adults who had built something entirely their own from the wreckage of something they'd never been meant to survive, and had discovered, somewhere along the way, that surviving it was the
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