than either of us gave him credit for.”
She smiled hesitantly.
“Do you think he wished Maisie was here instead of me?”
I drew her close.
“No, sweetheart. He wished both his girls were here.”
She rested against my shoulder. I reopened the manuscript and noticed one chapter remained unread.
“There’s one chapter I haven’t read yet.”
The title was The Day You Came Home.
“Did Dad really remember the day I was born that clearly?”
“He forgot where he parked the car that morning,” I said.
Aurora laughed, and
