The circumstances that brought us there were private.

They belonged to Caleb and Dylan as much as to me.

I had no wish to explain them to every wedding guest to prove I had a good enough reason to keep the boys.

Elliott knew the essentials.

He knew they lived with me.

He knew I was pursuing the order.

He knew the responsibilities would not simply expire after a few convenient weeks.

What I did not know was how long he had been expecting me to change it anyway.