sounds.
Claire laughed until tears formed in her eyes.
Watching her with my family, I thought about how naturally she fit into our lives.
Then dessert came.
Claire placed warm apple pie in front of everyone before sitting down.
Mom looked around the table, her eyes shining.
“I haven’t seen this house this happy in years.”
Dad squeezed her hand.
She turned to Claire.
“I’ve wanted to tell you something all evening.”
Claire smiled shyly.
“What is it?”
Mom dabbed her eyes with a napkin.
“I know nobody could ever
