Chapter 89

• Carson wasn’t like any other man I’ve ever met. He was truly one of a kind with a heart of gold. He was empathetic and always anticipated my needs long before I even said anything. He was what the girls call a “golden retriever” man. He was innocent loving and loyal in the most genuine way. I know that if life hadn’t ripped him from this world, we would have been that couple—the one who wears matching outfits with our kids at Disney and sends out our holiday cards with silly Santa sweaters and reindeer noses.
• “Oh, Ryan.” She sighs, sitting back on my couch. “He’s wonderful. Things are going so well it almost scares me.”
• “Like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop?”