CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE: SELFISHNOVA / ELIZABETH POV

We'd spent the entire day at the county fair two towns over. It was all rides, games, cotton candies and the works. Phoenix and Asher had run themselves ragged, their little faces sticky with sugar and sunburned despite the sunscreen I'd religiously reapplied.

The boys were passed out before we even got them inside.

"I got Phoenix," Sam said, scooping up my son from the backseat like he weighed nothing. Phoenix's head lolled against ...