A stretch of spring rain lingered on and off until the tail end of April.

By early May, Northborough was basking in the first warmth of summer. The dampness had lifted; now, the breeze carried the scent of wisteria.

On the day Lori turned one month old, Briony and Maynard took her for a check- up at the hospital.

Carol had come down with a nasty cold, so Briony had given her a few days off.

Maynard knew Briony was taking Lori for her check-up, so he'd shown up early outside Pearbrook Manor. He claimed he just happened to be free; Briony, in a rush to leave, didn't object.

The doctor assured them that Lori was thriving, every milestone right on track.

Briony finally felt at ease.

With the exam done, she cradled Lori in her arms as she and Maynard walked toward the hospital entrance.

She hadn't expected to bump into Stewart right at the doors.

The encounter was sudden and unavoidable; both sides stopped in their tracks.

Their eyes met, and silence fell between them.

while since they'd last

Stewart was a boy, seven or eight

he was-Xenia Cooper's

with your little one?" Stewart broke the silence

much better than before-her complexion was rosy, she'd even put on a

birthday party for Vernon not long ago, inviting all of Northborough's elite in a very public display. Stewart had attended as Vernon's biological father, and Maynard had received an invitation as

Cooper, and

twisting the knife. "Mr. Wentworth, is your

together; he shot

"It's just a little cold. My dad brought me here to

with a bright smile, "your dad must be really good

thin,

had already looked away. "Let's head home," she said

"Of course. Let's go."

walked

on the shoulder. "You're a lucky man, Mr. Wentworth. Not many can say their son is this well-behaved at such

his mouth

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