And so she was alone in the room when she found it.

Chapter 12 — The Phone at the Bottom of the Bin

She came into the kitchen a while later holding a dark rectangle with a cracked corner, turning it over in her hands.

“Mom,” she said.

“Wasn’t this Dad’s old phone?”

My heart gave a hard knock against my ribs before my mind had even caught up.

I took it from her and knew it instantly — the casing, the particular crack, the weight of it.

It was Lucas’s old phone.