HE SAW HIS EX-WIFE COLLECTING CANS WITH HIS TWINS. THEN THE PROOF POINTED BACK AT HIM.
A millionaire was driving his fiancée home. He suddenly saw his ex-wife standing beside a country road. Two babies were strapped against her chest. "Everett, slow down." Paige leaned across the dashboard. She stared through the windshield. "Wait... is that Naomi?"
Everett hit the brakes. Dust rose around the pickup. He pulled onto the shoulder. Then he saw her. Naomi Ford. The woman he had divorced almost a year earlier. Except she looked nothing like the wife he remembered.
Her coat was thin for the weather. Her boots were cracked at the soles. Her hair was pulled back in a rough braid. Exhaustion showed across her face. Beside her sat a torn sack. It was stuffed with flattened cans and empty bottles. She was collecting recycling just to get by.
But Everett barely noticed the sack. Because Naomi was carrying two babies. Twins. One tucked against her chest. The other resting against her hip.
