Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

By the time they reached Havenport, it was already midday.

The group headed straight to the hotel to check in. For convenience and safety -they'd all booked rooms on the same floor. Blair's room was right next to Briony's.

They kept lunch simple and ate at the hotel restaurant.

Halfway through the meal, Blair slipped away.

"Where's Blair?" asked Lawyer Hughes, glancing around.

"He's eating in his room," Briony replied.

Lawyer Hughes paused for a moment, then nodded as realization dawned. "Oh, right. He's still got that injury on his face-probably easier for him to eat alone."

Before they'd finished eating, Blair reappeared. Maybe it was Briony's scolding that morning, but he seemed a lot more efficient now.

As they finished their meal, rain began to fall over Havenport.

Manager Dawson, who was overseeing the project negotiations, arrived in a minivan to pick them up.

a place that cared

the home had been

part of the journey wound up narrow mountain roads, and with the rain coming

outside Starlight Orphanage, it was already four in the afternoon. Mist shrouded the mountainside, and the gray, rainy sky pressed low overhead. But the orphanage glowed with warm light,

playful shouts echoed

a young man named Garfield White-gentle features,

Manager Dawson had filled Briony in on Garfield's background. He'd inherited the role from his mother, who had founded the

brother, Shane White, thirty-five, who had autism in

originally been created by

inspired by Shane's

and her group warmly, then led them on a

all mothers of children with special needs," Garfield explained as they walked. "They volunteer their time

they gathered around a

up at Garfield. "So, there aren't any professional teachers

"There's one," Garfield replied.

forward. "Is she available? I'd love to speak with

out his phone. He dialed quickly. "Ms. Gill? Could you come by the meeting room? The investors have a few questions for