Then we reached Elaine’s street.

Ryan’s truck was already there.

Beside it was Lucille’s white convertible.

My stomach twisted.

Daniel noticed, but he didn’t give me a speech. He only asked, “Ready?”

I wasn’t.

But I nodded anyway.

PART 2

Elaine’s backyard looked exactly like it did every year.

The pool sparkled under the sun. Red, white, and blue streamers hung along the fence. Kids ran barefoot through the grass while adults carried plates of ribs, watermelon, cupcakes, and lemonade.

For one second, I thought I might survive it.

Then I saw Ryan.

He was standing by the grill with one hand on Lucille’s waist. She wore a red swimsuit under a sheer white cover-up, her hair falling in perfect waves. She looked untouched by heat, motherhood, and heartbreak.

Ryan saw Daniel first.

Then he saw me.

His smile changed.

Elaine hurried over and hugged me. “Maggie, sweetheart. You look beautiful.”

 

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