I had to stop myself from lunging across the table, grabbed her and take her again just for thinking about leaving me. But I didn't. She's fooling herself if she thinks she can run. No one leaves me. No one can, and especially not her.
And besides, she wouldn't abandon our son. Rosie is stubborn, intelligent, but she is definitely not cruel.
No one knew where he was. Not his exact location. Not even us. My father saw to that, making sure we wouldn't track him down too soon and give everything away. In order for his plan to work, this had to be done right. Which was why, that misty morning, as we stood in the middle of that empty road, when Rosie tried to be strong for the both of us, was the hardest day of my life.
