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.

had been a while since they'd last seen

was a boy, seven or eight

could guess who he was-Xenia

little one?" Stewart broke the

better than

for Vernon not long ago, inviting all of Northborough's elite in a very public display. Stewart had attended

image of Stewart, Xenia Cooper, and Vernon-a picture-perfect family-was still

and he couldn't resist twisting the knife.

brows knit together; he shot Maynard a

a little cold. My dad brought

smile, "your

a thin, hard line. Instinctively, he

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

"Of course. Let's go."

walked past

paused, clapping Stewart lightly on the shoulder. "You're a lucky man, Mr. Wentworth. Not many can

expression tightened, his mouth a

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