“Grandma! Grandpa!”
Isabella’s voice rang through the house the moment she saw them stepping through the front door.
Her face lit up in a way Daniel and Marian hadn’t seen in days.
She ran across the living room and threw herself straight into Katie’s arms.
Daniel watched the moment quietly from the kitchen doorway.
He had invited his parents over for lunch so they could see Isabella for themselves—to see that she was safe, healing, and slowly returning to herself.
But before he made the invitation, he had asked Marian what she wanted.
Especially when it came to his parents.
Especially his mother.
Daniel knew that Marian and his mom had spoken privately when Isabella was in the hospital. He didn’t know what they talked about. Marian never brought it up, and Daniel didn’t push.
So
