I couldn’t let it be torn down for a parking structure.” And Caleb’s gaze, following my words, landed on the glass case, and on the small red dress inside it, his dead twin sister’s dress, and he stopped.

He walked slowly toward it, and stood before it, and stared, and for the second time, the cold corporate armor he wore seemed to crack, and this time it did not immediately reseal.

Chapter 18 — My Greatest Hope

“He abandoned us,” Caleb murmured, still staring at the dress, and his voice had changed, had lost its hard developer’s edge and become something younger and more wounded.

“After the fire.