My mind moved backward through years.
I remembered buying the restaurant property at a distressed sale. I remembered thinking it was fate that I could afford it. I remembered Emma standing in that
empty dining room with her hands on her hips, telling me the light through the front windows made the place feel hopeful.
Had we chosen that building?
Or had the building been waiting for her?
Michael ran a hand through his hair. “This is insane. Are you saying Emma’s family owned Daniel’s first restaurant?”Plan Family Trips