Arthur remained a meaningful part of our lives for the years that followed. Shortly before he passed away, he held my hand and said, “Ryan found his way back through the two of you. Let your life be defined by love, not by the mistakes of others.”
Every year on Ryan’s birthday, Ethan and I visit a quiet coastal overlook where the breeze carries the scent of the ocean. I bring the silver bracelet Ryan left behind and whisper into the wind:
“We found the truth. And we’re doing just fine.”
