CHAPTER 9
Megan couldn’t remember the last time she’d had her brother entirely to herself. Even when he flew out to comfort her during that first miserable Christmas in Costa Rica, there were dozens of kids running around and coworkers who needed her attention. Now it was just the two of them. Susannah and Kitty had gone to bed early, so Megan and Scott had the living room to themselves.
“You must be exhausted. I’ve kept you up way too late.” Scott stretched his arms above his head. Even now that they were both adults, it was strange thinking of her brother getting tired.
Megan glanced at the clock in the living room. It was past midnight, but she felt like they’d need another five or six hours to catch up on the basics. She and Scott did their best to stay in touch, but a few quick ema
