Hope

I close the door behind me and lean against it, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. It feels good to be home despite it all. Tessa heads up to her room with BEn and Papa makes a beeline for the kitchen.

Kieth stands next to me, his keen eyes looking through me for information into my thoughts.

I peel off my jacket and drop it over the back of a chair. I keep walking, heart heavy, thoughts louder than the quiet. I can feel Keith's support as he follows me, the presence of his strength.

Two days. That’s all it’s been. Just two days since...