Beth
The front door slammed while I was still in Charlie’s bedroom helping her get dressed.
“G-gon’ break…it,” Charlie said angrily. It made me smile a little, because she used to say the same thing every time a young Gabe or Rafe shut the front door too hard, and made that stained-glass rattle in the pane.
I looked outside just in time to see Rachel throwing her suitcases in the back of an unfamiliar car. “That’s odd,” I said, but I didn’t think much of it. Maybe Rafe was sending her off on some official hotel business. I shrugged it off and finished getting Charlie ready for the day. “What do you think, should we wear this Christmas necklace?” I laid out the necklace that Lucy and I had bought her last Christmas. It was a simple silver chain with little green Christmas trees d
