ed Caleb' s stroller through the cemetery. After three years in
bstone. And almost immediately, Mrs. Lester's misplaced hope tu
ed on the gravel, and out he stepped, fo
a cruel smirk forming. "Working as a nanny now?" he sneered. "Apologize to Sabr
e, leaving me humiliated as Sabrina theatrically threatened suicide with a box cutter. He
amatically, feigning injury when I dared to protect
was crashing, and the old helplessness crept in. But then, a