*Calvin*
Andrew tried to tell us. ‘PopPop sad.’ I close my eyes and slowly inhale, squeezing Dad’s hand. I look at my sister, my lips forming a grim line. “Well, he’s not dead.”
She looks at me with tears in her eyes and laughs loudly. Tears of pain stream down her face as she laughs. Seth looks so worried as he wraps his arms around her. “This is such bullshit.”
“He knew what he was doing when he stepped in,” Ada reminds us. “He did it for her.”
Ada leaves the room. I don’t know where she’s going, but I can’t bring myself to leave my Dad.
“What do we do?” Molly asks softly. “Do we get Delilah to come?”
I shake my head. I saw her face. I heard her yell. Bringing her here won’t help Dad at all.
“We could search for a second chance mate,” I suggest. “Without him awa
