Chapter 10
Adam grabbed the blue plaid long-sleeved shirt from the closet. He’d hoped to have done laundry by now, but he hadn’t expected things in his life to change so quickly.
Josh picked up one of the three framed photos on his dresser. “Who’s here in the photo?”
Adam moved closer, behind Josh. “Those are my parents, your grandparents.” Adam had taken the picture of the three of them on the last cruise they’d all taken, right before he’d started nursing school. Dad had passed a year later from Alzheimer’s. Then his mother had passed shortly after that from a stroke. “They had me late in life. Dad, your grandfather, was around fifty-four or fifty-five, and your grandmother was in her late forties when she had me. They used to say I was their ‘miracle’ child. They’d prayed to have kid
