Ate lunch too.

Her answer arrived immediately: MIRACLE.

Chloe would demand documentary proof.

PART 15

Paige’s father, Thomas, invited me to dinner after the estate administration concluded.

I almost declined.

I had never been sure whether he thought of me as a comfort to his daughter or another confusing part of the last weeks of her life.

The dining room was filled with objects that made Chloe’s childhood suddenly vivid: a lopsided pottery bowl, a photograph of two girls in matching rain boots, a birthday banner folded and stored behind a shelf.