“You don’t think I should watch her, mistrust her?” I glance at him sideways, still trying to get comfortable, wondering how much he notices working beside them. I feel awful for asking like I’m snooping on Arry, but this has crossed my mind a few times. Jake sits thoughtfully and gazes at his kids across the lawn for a few seconds. A small hint of a smile as he watches them play. Fatherly pride that makes me desolate, knowing his brother could have had that look on his face one ...