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"Grammy!" Emma shouted as I unbuckled her from her car seat She jurandmother, happier than ever Kathy wrapped her ar "We’re back home, Grammy!"

"I know! And we are so happy to hear that," Kathy said, giving Emma kisses all over her face

"Where’s Poppi?" she asked, referring to Lincoln, her grandfather

"Looking forout of the house He looked so e of sixty-five Kathy and Lincoln would probably never truly grow old--they had the youngest hearts in the world and were one on a run with Kathy and died after about thirty minutes--and she said ere only one-fourth of the way into the jog

Lincoln grabbed Emma from his wife and tossed her up in the air "Well, well, well, who do we have here?"

"It’s hed

"E to be my little Emma"

She shook her head back and forth "It’s me, Poppi!"

"Well, if that’s so, prove it My little Eave me special kinds of kisses Do you know theainst each of Lincoln’s cheeks before giving hiosh, it is you! Well, what are you waiting for? I’ve got some red, white, and blue popsicles with your naave me a welcome-home wink The two of them hurried toward the house, and I took a second to look around

The grass was tall, eeds and wish-makers, as E up was only half-finished, a job Steven was never able to complete We’d wanted to fence in the property to keep Ee forest in our backyard

The extra white wooden pieces were stacked up against the side of the house, waiting for solanced toward the backyard for a moment Beyond the half-built fence were the trees that led to the et lost in those woods, and stay there for hours

Kathy walked over and wrapped her arainst her, holding her closer "How are you holding up?" she asked

"Still standing"

"For Eht before she separated fro "The yard is a mess No one has been up here since…" Her words faded off, along with her smile "Lincoln said he’ll handle it all"