life I’d always believed I understood completely.Peter found me still sitting there eventually, knees pressed into the cold earth, the small metal box open beside me. He didn’t ask a single question right away. He simply sat down quietly in the grass beside me and waited until I was actually ready to speak.
I called my mother from Warrick’s own yard, my voice steadier than I genuinely expected it to sound. When she finally arrived and saw the photograph resting in my open palm, there was no real need
