“You can walk back with us, Travis.”
He stepped forward slowly.
Dad placed Kaylee’s hand into his.
For the first time, the three walked together.
I was crying when Mason suddenly tugged my sleeve.
“Mom, Grandpa gave me something before the ceremony.”
He handed me a folded envelope.
My name was written across it in Dad’s familiar handwriting.
Inside was a letter.
“Sweetheart, there’s something about Travis you need to know. He***