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Growing up was hard, and sometimes we had to struggle through the dirt to find our way.
And all this, right here, was what had kept me from ever making a move with Grace. She was a part of this family. So were her mom and her little brother. Our lives, and the lives of everyone we both loved, were tightly intertwined.
Grace didn’t know it yet, but she was mine. Long before the end of summer, she’d know. And she’d know I was hers, too.
“Life is a series of seasons. Summer fades into autumn, but when the air gets cold and the leaves start turning, you always know summer will come around again. And you also know the next one won’t be exactly like the last. It’ll get hot, just like it does every year, but other things will have changed. I’ve had a long season of raising those boys and I’ll miss it when it’s over.” She glanced at me. “But the next season of life will have its own blessings, and I look forward to those too.”
He was asking for a summer, but if I gave him so much as a moment, I’d have to give him all my moments. My heart wouldn’t accept anything less.
He was enticingly new and intimately familiar, all at once. He was everything. He was home.
