He looked down.
“I understand.”Plan Family Trips
“Then show me I can trust you to stay.”
The following weeks were not always easy.
My sister, who had helped me search for Lucas, struggled to forgive him. When she finally saw him again, she wanted him to understand how much pain his disappearance had caused.
I told her she had every right to be angry, but I wouldn’t allow anyone to shame him in my living room. Lucas needed to take responsibility for his choices, and our relationship needed time to heal.
He began visiting regularly.
Sometimes he brought Hannah and the girls. Other times, he came alone, and we talked about his work, his childhood, and the future he wanted to build.
One day, he brought me three letters he had written over the years but never sent.
I opened the last one. It had been written after Hannah became pregnant.
