I sat down beside her.
Grace nodded, wiping her face with the back of her wrist.
“I don’t want to replace anyone.”
“You couldn’t if you tried.”
I pulled her against my shoulder.
We cried for the same man from two different sides of his lie.
When my daughter came out into the hallway and asked if Grace was staying, I answered without hesitating.
“I don’t want to replace anyone.”
“She’s staying. She’s family.”
Grace exhaled like she had been holding that breath her whole life.
And I knew the hardest part had only just begun.