Two years can change every thing,or nothing at all. It depends on what you choose to forget.

Today, we chose to remember.

The Vaughan estate was brighter than ever, humming with music, balloons, security, and a cake taller than Zaya. Micah ran around in his forest-green suit, chasing bubbles with the intensity of a warrior. Zaya, dressed in her favorite lavender dress, clung toVanessa's hand, occasionally stopping to squish frosting onto her face. I watched from the garden side, heart ...