“You are my son,” Malachi told him. “No matter what you do, no matter the circumstance, you will always be my son and you will never ask me that again.” He’d made it clear, and the topic was never brought up again. He was family and that was it. Even though he was back at school, he came home twice a month now to spend time with them. Violet loved him and Eliana loved him too. Where she once had no children, she now had more than enough and she was grateful.
