❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
Of course I do. I love you more than anyone else in the whole world. The words were right there on the tip of her tongue, but it was sadly where they would stay. Her gaze quickly dropped to the floor below as she instead replied, “I shouldn’t even be here right now. I really need to go before I end up getting you in even more trouble than I already have.”
“I don’t care,” Teddy said fiercely. “It’s worth it.” It was true — any punishment was worth the slightest moment with her daughter, however fleeting; in Teddy’s eyes, there was no worse crime than keeping a mother away from her child. These past few weeks had been a trial like Teddy had never known, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand the h e l l of waiting much longer.
“Oh, Delia,” she gasped, tears springing to her eyes before she could stop them. “I’ve missed you so much.”