My Husband Left Our Seven Sons for My Sister—Then Our Eldest Sent His Wedding a Box With One Promise at the Bottom
He rested a hand on the chair back while she unfolded the copy.
Marjorie recognized the letter.
She didn’t need to take it from Claire or read it for her.
Claire looked at the date, then at Daniel.
“Ben was a baby?”
“Yes.”
She read silently at first.
Then she began reading aloud, quietly enough that it was the nearby people who heard rather than the whole room receiving an announcement.