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“We have dinner to make.”

She was honest.

“I’ll help, but I think that tonight should be about you and your son. I think that tonight, you need to have these moments with him. Ethan deserves to feel your love in case there’s not many moments left.”

She was right.

And he appreciated that.

“Thank you, Caryn.”

She kissed him.

“It’s my pleasure, Wyler. He’s my son, too, and I want this healing for both of you.”

She was a good woman, and he was lucky.

“Well, then, let’s go make dinner. I have a lot to do. I’m going to cook something I know he loves. He said he wanted stew, and there was a specific one that Timothy made it for him every year on his birthday.”

That sounded perfect.

She held his hand, and together, they climbed down the ladder. Before they walked into the cabin, he hugged both Muriel and Demeter.

“I don’t know which of you ratted me out, but thank you,” he said. “I love you both.”

They let him go.

What could they say to that?

Family took care of each other.

For now, though, it appeared that the Blackhawks had averted another calamity.

All it took was a little help from their friends.

A village.

* * *The Blackhawk Family* * *

Washington D.C

The Redwolf Home

Same Time

Because this wasn’t a talk to have over the phone, Chrissy left work, saying she wasn’t feeling well.

It was a lie, but her PTO was her PTO. She knew there were no difficult cases, so Zane would be fine without her for the day.

Now, longer?

That was anyone’s guess.

To be honest, she was‘Team Head to Damascus’, but this was going to be Kane’s call.

She had to give him a choice.

When she walked in, the kids were playing, and he was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. He’d pulled a late night the previous night, and their children were off for the summer.