Fifteen Years Later… Another Knock
Years melted away.
Lily went from fairy wings and sidewalk chalk to driver’s ed and curfew fights.
But Daniel never raised his voice.
He’d made himself one promise the night she showed up:
She would never feel abandoned again.
Now Lily was 19.
Smart. Kind. Sharp as a blade under soft edges.
That evening, Daniel was finishing dinner when he heard it.
Another knock.
Not heavy.
