Award-winning author, wife, mother, grandmother, Harry Potter geek, Army veteran, karate black belt, and online gamer girl.
Recently widowed Rae Cavanaugh just survived the worst birthday of her life. She and her two young children must now face a holiday season filled with so many reminders of what they’ve lost.
But when a coworker who’s raising his young nephew moves next door, Rae discovers that the support of a good friend, and the gift of a child, can bring back some of the joy of the season.
They spent the afternoon sorting the boxes. That’d been another bit of Amelia’s advice, marking the boxes by room. Rae had taken the children into Jayden’s room while Dylan worked at setting up his computer and sound system in the living room.
For some reason, Beth had decided she wanted to play wherever he was. When he went into the kitchen with a box, she’d followed him. Then he’d moved one to the bathroom, and she’d tagged along. When he’d returned to the living room, his little shadow came along. Rae had collected her for a diaper change, but then Beth resumed her search for Dylan again.
He paused, keyboard in hand, and watched the toddler playing with a toy. Was she drawn to him because he was a man and she missed the man in her life? How did a small child who couldn’t comprehend death handle the reality of it? All the poor kid knew was that her daddy wasn’t there anymore.