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

my firm, Emma,” he said, his voice carrying across the quiet lobby. “You cannot keep a vehicle like that on a librarian’s budget. You can have the old station wagon in the garage.”

He leaned closer, his shadow falling over me.

“It is a fitting car for your new life,” he whispered.

He turned and pushed through the heavy glass doors of the restaurant lobby,continue reading …