Maybe he’d missed them because he was in love.

What mattered now was what he did with what he’d learned.

He looked through the window at Rose sitting in the garden, telling Marcus how to grow tomatoes in a pot.

“I wanted the wedding to be the start of a family,” he said.

“I forgot I already had one.”

I put my hand on his shoulder.

“You’ll have plenty of chances to build a future.

There’s no deadline.”