“After Ben was born, I watched our boys asleep in their beds and thought about the kind of man I wanted to be.”

Marjorie said Daniel stopped moving the place cards.

The next lines were the ones I had read in my kitchen.

“I have seven sons, and not one of them is a burden.

Being their father is the life I chose, and I would choose these boys again tomorrow.”

Claire looked up.

“Your writing?”

“Yes.”