Nathan POV
“Did she answer, Dad? Did we get a letter back??”
Beside me, bouncing with excitement, Andy watched me as I reached my hand into our letter box.
Only to stop, disappointed, when my hand came out empty.
My own disappointment was also sharp. All day, I wondered what Claire thought of my letter, and what she might say in response.
It hadn’t occurred to me that she might not respond at all.
“It’s okay,” I assured Andy as we walked into the house.
“Your mom is a very busy person these days. She’s still working at the clinic, and also handling her father’s duties as well.”
“That’s a lot,” Andy said, taking off his backpack and dumping it on the floor. “She’s running a whole pack now!”
I picked up the backpack, hanging it on its hook. “That’s right.
