Atticus was waiting outside when we got home, and he wasn’t alone. The whole house staff and security were present, and they were all waiting. Well, some were just standing there while others were pacing dramatically.

The car rolled to a stop at the entrance, and Atticus walked briskly to the car and opened the door for me. I rolled my eyes at how dramatic they were being, but it warmed my heart that they were worried for me.

It reminded me of when Dad was alive and how he would worry over ...