Olivia POV

We got through breakfast without another word, either good or bad. I was happy, Ken called it right.

Happy we were all there and alive, even if I had lost something I might never get back.

The kids were sad to see us go, the night at home after the meeting with Jesse was the last there was going to be for a while. We just wanted to make sure everything was set up before we left.

“Why do you have to go?” Ken asked again.

“For the trial, ...