“I’m really glad you and Lucy are here.” “What?” She shoves my uninjured arm. “Come on. That’s not what’s on your mind.” “Let me finish. My mom passed away a few years ago,” I say. Madeline freezes. Her grip on me loosens, but she doesn’t let go. “Hudson.” “It’s been a while since I’ve been happy like this. And I know you and Lucy are the reason why.”
