“No more secrets.”
My throat closed.
“No.”
“But I look like her.”
“You remind me of her, but Maggie was Maggie. You are Lily.”
I had to stop for a second before I continued.
“And if you want, I’d like to meet you like my niece.”
“But I look like her.”
She started crying.
Me too.
She asked, “Even if it’s weird?”
“It’s definitely going to be weird.”
That made her laugh through tears.
“Good.”
“Even if it’s weird?”
Things didn’t get easy by magic.
Paul slept in the guest room for several weeks and we started couples therapy. Trust came back slowly.
Daniel and Paul also began repairing their relationship, this time without asking anyone else to carry the weight of it.
Lily's notes started to rise again.
Things didn’t get easy by magic.
One morning, he left a book on my desk.
