Ten years later, the Carson house was still full of life.
Lily had just been accepted into college. The twins were in middle school, and Noah had inherited Walter’s love of woodworking. Emily had started a small home bakery and volunteered with local shelters.
And every spring, on the anniversary of the stormy night Walter arrived, she made a big pot of chili and left a porch light on.
Just in case a rain-soaked traveler ever needed a warm towel, a cup of coffee, and a reminder that kindness still had a place in the world.
