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The morning that we left, while Mom and Dad were packing, I took the best paper airplane I’d made all week. And left it in West’s fort.
When Indya Keller was in Montana, she was mine. Even when she wasn’t.
The name was for him. It was all for him. “Yeah, Indy. I like the name.”
Goddamn this woman. She knew right where to shove her knives.
When I was a girl, all I’d ever wanted was to be kept by West.
It felt like I’d been missing Indya my whole life.
“He always loved Montana. And I think he knew last year it would be his final trip. We walked out here together, and he told me this was where he wanted to stay.”
“I miss you. I love you. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? I’ll call you every day.”
I’d give every cent to my name for another day with Dad.
“Never again. I never want to see you walk away from me again.”
