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Chapter One

~Willa~

“MOM!” ALEXANDER CARY MONROE, the love and light of my life, squirms in excitement as I try to get his shirt buttoned up. Winter means it’s time for flannel, and flannel has buttons, and my eight-year-old doesn’t stand still for long. “Mom. Mom. Mom.”

“I’m changing my name,” I inform him and wrestle him around so his back is pressed to my front. I quickly fasten the last three buttons. “My name is now officially, Penelope.”

“Whatever, Mom,” he says with a giggle. “I need to have a serious conversation with you.”

“Then stop trying to get away from me. We have to leave in three minutes, and you don’t have socks or shoes on.”

My cell phone rings, and I blow out a breath of defeat.

“It’s Nana!” he exclaims, accepting the call. “Hi, Nana. Yeah, I’m ready for school.”

“Little liar,” I mumble as I sweep spilled cereal into my hand and throw it in the trash, then quickly wipe down the countertop and grab my purse. “Socks and shoes, Alex.”

“I know, I’m excited for the weekend, too. I get to go to Miss Hannah’s wedding as Mom’s date. Yep. I got a new suit and everything. Uh-huh. Okay, here’s Mom. Love you, too.”

“Socks and shoes, Alexander,” I instruct him, taking the phone. “Hi, Jean.”

“Hello, darling. I know it’s always hectic in the morning, but I wanted to chat with Alex before the weekend got underway.”

“You never have to apologize for calling,” I reply with a smile. Cary’s parents, Jean and Dan, have been so good to me over the past decade. They invited me into their family with open arms when I married their son, and they’ve been an important part of both Alex’s and my life since Cary passed. We couldn’t love them more. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yes, we’re fit as fiddles.”

“How is Arizona?”

“Not as cold as Montana,” Jean says with a laugh, and I mouth “let’s go” to Alex. “Anyway, I love you guys. I was just checking in.”

“We love you too, Nana,” I reply and toss my purse in the backseat next to Alex. “I’ll be sure to call Sunday evening.”

“Bye, Willa.”

“Bye.” I hang up and hurry into the car, make sure Alex is buckled up, and pull away from the house. I still live in the home that Cary and I bought when we found out that I was pregnant with Alex. I love it, but it’s a good fifteen minutes from town, and I usually take my son to school rather than put him on the bus. It’s extra time to chat with him in the mornings.

He’s clearly a morning person.

“Mom! My birthday is only two weeks away.”

“I know. I was there.”

“I have a list of things I want, but there’s really only one thing I need.”

I cock an eyebrow and look at him in the rear-view. His brown hair, which I combed only twenty minutes ago, is already sticking up on the side. His dimples are deep as he smiles, and his brown eyes are full of joy.

“What do you need?”

“A puppy.”

I smirk and pull onto the highway toward town.

“Just hear me out, Mom,” he says. “I’m very responsible.”

“Says the kid who I have to wrestle into clothes five minutes before we leave the house.”

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Alice
Great book, nicely written and thank you BooksVooks for uploading

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