Chapter 3
Pilar put her grandson, Brandon, down and watched him as he clasped his mother’s hand. He was getting so big, so fast. It was amazing and beautiful to now be a grandmother and see how her son, Rafe, raised his own boy.
Rafe placed his hand on his wife’s back to escort Elizabeth to their table for them to sit and eat.
All the expected Morgans were now here, so Caro and Luke’s pre-wedding dinner could begin once they were ready. Pilar hugged her shawl closer to her body and turned. Her daughter, Caro, came from behind and hugged her brother and his wife and son.
Pilar looked over her shoulder and froze. There he was again. This time his brown eyes were clear. Her Samuel wasn’t a ghost. He was too close and too real with those grays in his hairs and the lines around his eyes. Go
