“I don’t know how you got through that night. With both of them in the hospital…” I remember how he’d still been holding his shit together in the visitors’ room. How he’d even stood up to comfort me. “I kept rereading her texts,” Lo says, sniffing hard and tapping his phone. “Lily text you something?” I ask. “My daughter. Luna. That night, she texted…thanks for keeping Donnelly’s story from that night on Halloween safe and thanks for protecting him.” He chokes up, but it’s choking me up too. His hand is against his mouth before he reads, “I love you. To Thebula and back again.” His voice
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