Chapter 11
- She would have been sixteen when she came back. He shook his head and looked back down at it.
- Leah brought a letter with her, from her mother, I can’t bring myself to talk about it, but I am going to tuck it into the leaf of this here book. Maybe someday I can write my thoughts on it, but for now I cry too hard to see the page when I read it.
- Our precious Leah is home. I have hope now.