My Dying Husband Asked Me to Adopt a 16-Year-Old Girl—The Day After His Funeral, She Whispered, “He Spent Your Entire Marriage Lying to You”
Paisley stared at Sadie.
Then:
“So she’s my aunt?”
Technically.
Sadie made a face.
“Do not call me Aunt Sadie.”
Paisley laughed.
Mason did not.