Choosing forgiveness to finally find each other
Merritt spent the night at his sister's house. She could have given up everything. But in the early morning, one thing became clear to her: too many years had already been stolen by pain. She refused to lose any more.
She went in. Buddy heard him arrive first. Callahan stood up, stumbled on the carpet—she grabbed his arm reflexively. On the stove was smoking a completely failed omelette. She burst out laughing. So does he. Buddy barked happily, as if he recognized the sound of newfound happiness.
"I'm the one who takes care of the kitchen," she announced between tears and laughter.
This was her very first official decision as a wife.
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Those who really see us are often the ones who look where the rest of the world refuses to look.
