“That sounds useful.”

“I think it will be. I’m sure the counselors will appreciate it as much as the clients.” I know I would, if I still worked there. I decided to leave Mary’s Way soon after we married. While I love Gabriel and don’t regret the path I’ve chosen for my life, I couldn’t work there anymore, given the ties I have to this world, even in the past. Maybe I’ll return one day.

Marsha’s not dumb; she knows who I’m married to, and she has a good idea how Gabriel amassed his fortune. When I brought the first check, she wanted to refuse it until I convinced her to see it under a different light.

A way to make amends for the harm Vlad Easton caused so many families.

Now we meet for lunch once a month. She tells me about the latest happenings around the clinic and I slide a sizeable donation across the table.

Gabriel opens the fridge and pulls out a beer. “What did Rosita make for dinner?”

“Why do you assume Rosita’s making dinner?”

“Because you said so yourself, tonight’s special. And because I’ve tasted your cooking and your father has had enough of prison food.”

I burst out laughing.

His deep chuckle joins in as his arms curl around my waist, his hand cupping a breast. Of all my growing assets, he’s appreciated those most. “How long before we have to leave for Fulcort?”

“Twenty minutes?”

He leans over to capture my fingertip in his mouth, sucking off the smear of chocolate icing. “That’ll do.”

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