Letty gave her a small smile. “Only if you don’t hide in the bathroom anymore.”
Millie smiled back. “Only if you stop cutting your own hair without supervision.”
“That’s fair.”
Jenna laughed through tears, and something in all four of us softened.
Millie looked at Letty.
***
On the drive home, Letty held Jonathan’s hard hat in her lap. “Do you think Dad would’ve cried today?”
I smiled through fresh tears. “Absolutely. Then he would’ve lied about it.”
Jonathan hadn’t come home to us, but somehow, because of our daughter, his love still had.
