“And then Mark came.

Mark, who had loved your mother since they were children, who never had two nickels but had the biggest heart I ever knew.

He married her.

He stood between her and all of it.

He gave her back her life, and a few years later he gave her you, and he raised you as the whole of his world until the night that icy road took them both.” He looked at me, fierce and sad.

“Mark was your father, Nell.