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15 “BON APPÉTIT,” THE waiter said as he delivered an enormous platter of steamed crab to the table. The scent of fresh seafood and homemade bread filled the air, and laughter bubbled around them. Verena laughed as she watched Anika and Bella, their eyes widening with delight. She loved having her family together in Europe, just as Mia had always dreamed. Sitting beside Mia, she saw her grandmother slip her hand into her pocket, pull out a handkerchief, and run her fingers over the monogram. She’d seen her do this a couple of times on their trip, but she couldn’t remember Mia ever carrying one of her husband’s handkerchiefs before. Or did it belong to someone else? Verena tried to see the initials, but Mia slipped it back into her pocket. “I’ll tie your bibs,” Lance said, chuckling as h