Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

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“All set,” he said, picking up his suitcase and setting it on the floor by the back door. “I am going to get some sleep.”

“Goodnight, Daniel,” I said.

He walked down the hallway, his heavy footsteps fading as he reached the stairs.

I waited until I heard the distant click of his bedroom door closing before I moved from the stool.continue reading …