A Father Reclaims His Time
Months passed.
Andrew cut back his travel schedule. He delegated more at his company. He declined invitations to high-profile events.
Instead, he attended school recitals.
He learned how to braid Lily’s hair.
He coached Caleb’s weekend soccer games.
One evening, as he tucked the children in, Lily wrapped her arms around his neck.
“You’re home more now,” she said sleepily.
Andrew swallowed against the tightness in his throat.
“I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
From the hallway, Marisol watched quietly, her heart full.
