an advance.”
“An advance on what?”
“On the life you’re going to build.”
I looked at him.
He smiled faintly.
“You can repay me by arguing with me, refusing to eat dessert, and reminding Emma that penguin socks are not formal wear.”
I laughed for the first time without forcing it.
When we reached the house, lights glowed in every window. Emma was waiting at the door in her pajamas, with Mrs. Alvarez behind her.
She ran outside before Daniel could stop her.
“Anna came back!”
Snow landed in her
