Leah spared one final glance out the window. Madeline now had hold of Fox’s hand, swinging it merrily as she skipped beside him. He lifted his head. His eyes unerringly locked with Leah’s. She froze. His expression faltered for only a moment before he raised a hand in greeting. Madeline paused and followed Fox’s gaze. She immediately began jumping up and down, waving madly at Leah and drawing a smile from Fox. The two of them appeared ridiculously alike—matching grins and wide eyes. Despite the weight in her heart, Leah pressed a palm against the glass, smiling in return.
