Hannah would have straightened it.

I reached toward the flower automatically.

Then stopped when I saw the black button again.

“Why is there a button in her hand?”

Neither of them answered.

One of the housekeepers lowered her eyes and began gathering funeral programs from the coffee table.

Lorraine stepped closer.

“Nathan, this is not the time.”

“It is exactly the time.”

Caleb moved forward.

“What are you thinking?”

I rubbed the edge of my wedding ring with my thumb.

“I’m asking a simple question.”

He looked toward Lorraine before answering.