Conrad’s identity from them. They knew his name and had seen old photographs, but I had never pushed them toward feelings they did not naturally have.
“Yes,” I said. “You are.”
Willa slipped her small hand into mine.
“Is he nice?”
That was harder to answer.
“I think today you should meet him and decide what you think for yourselves.”
Parker nodded thoughtfully.
“Are you nervous?”
I looked at all four of them.
“A little.”
Audrey smiled.
“Then we’ll stay close to you.”
That simple promise nearly broke my composure.
