Mallory smiled as she headed into the kitchen to fix her sister what she wanted. Through the kitchen window, she could see Brock sitting on the stone bench by the lake, lacing up his skates. Caden was sitting beside him, on the bench, talking.

She poured the hot chocolate, picked up the plate, and carried it into the master bedroom. Jocelyn was already asleep, so she quietly set it on the side table and quietly shut the door as she left. Mallory lifted the skates from the dining room chair on the way out the front door. Then she headed around the house to the lake. It was obvious that...