Chapter 4 - For Hazel, From All of Them
That evening, once we were finally home and Hazel was down for the night, I opened a fresh notebook and wrote across the first page:
For Hazel, from all the people who love you.
Underneath, I listed both grandfathers.
Walter.
And Miles.
Nathan lifted Hazel onto his shoulder and pressed a kiss to the small triangle behind her ear, the mark that had started all of it.
May you like
"You two are my whole world," he murmured.
I smiled, watching them. "And now we finally know all of yours too."
