LILY
I did not, in fact, regret letting our family in. None of them stayed for too long, being respectful of the terrible night the three of us had had and of Ev’s sickness, but they had all been amazing.
Ev’s eyes had lit up as soon as he’d seen Alex, his face opening up in the same way my brother's had, and he had spent the whole time in his arms: his grandparents had cuddled him more than I ever thought it possible, making him laugh and play … and cuddled us too.
Martha had made sure I knew how sorry she was by almost crushing my ribs in her hug, saying over and over that she was sorry and that she didn’t mean it, and by taking the liberty of filling up my fridge and freezer with my all-time favorites of her cuisine (to which Connor had turned his nose a little, because we didn’t e
