Chapter 13 - THE SECOND FUNERALGrant did not hold a public spectacle.
No reporters.
No Holloway branding.
He visited the Mercer family plot with Wren.
She was seven by then.
Old enough for a careful version.
“Mommy didn’t die when we first thought.”
Wren frowned.
“Then when?”
“Later.”
“Why didn’t she come home?”
Hardest question.
“She was hurt.”
“And scared.”
“And some adults gave her information that made her think coming back could make things worse.”
Wren thought.
“Was she scared of me?”
“No.”
“Of you?”
Grant swallowed.
“Maybe partly.”
That hurt.
But honesty mattered.
Wren placed the red bracelet beside the grave.
Then changed her mind.
Picked it back up.
Grant looked at her.
“I want to keep it.”
“Okay.”
The bracelet belonged to Wren emotionally more than any archive.
May you like
Her choice.
She wore it home.
