Dominic
I settled into work and realized that I had forgotten something. In the haze of everything going on, Andrew included. Vivian as well, I had forgotten. That his last day had passed. There was a note on my desk, tucked underneath my keyboard.
My candidates are in your files. Best of luck.
I swallowed back something bitter and pained. He was my last connection to my parents, my legacy in some ways. Yes, I had my cousin still, but it wasn't the same kind of connection. Especially now that I knew that Vivian wasn't my daughter and Hazel had been lying to me from the start of our marriage. Maybe even longer. You would think that I was too old to draw any comfort from that, but my parents had both died long before I was really ready to take on the mantle.
There were days I still w
