wasn’t a perfect grandfather either.
But he was always there for his daughter.
So when he told me one day that he had met someone, I didn’t object.
— I’ve met a woman — he said after Sunday lunch.
— Have you been seeing each other for long?
— Three months.
Her name was Claire. She taught at an elementary school. According to Emmett, she was calm, kind, and patient. Pregnancy and Motherhood
Margot had already met her several times, and it seemed that she accepted her well.
— Are you happy? — I asked.
— I think so.
He fell silent for a moment.
— You don’t mind?
— If you’re happy, then everything is fine. Phoebe would want you to move on with your life.
When Emmett decided to marry Claire, I supported him.
I came to the wedding not to compare her with my daughter. I wanted Emmett to have a chance to begin a new
