My Daughter’s Final Letter Revealed the Secret My Husband Kept After Her Honor Walk
Clara held out a hand, hesitated, then lowered it.
“I’m so sorry about Hannah.”
I nodded.
“Thank you.”
“I didn’t know whether we should stay,” she said.
“Kenneth told us he thought Hannah wanted our families to meet, but I didn’t want to intrude.”
“You didn’t.”
Mark pulled out a chair for me.