The Finish Line
Chapter 1
I remember that day because of the overflowing of happiness and joy that started from the minute Sawyer awoke to the very end.
She had turned 17 and our boys were 11 now.
Lucas and I had grown to a level of success where we could cut down how much we worked during the week because it was all running so well.
We had been so focused on preparing for this day. And taking care of our sons. Working. Everyday tasks like getting the mail took a backseat.
As i made my way onto our front porch. In the darkness with the porch light lighting my way.
I came inside and went through the various envelopes.
Junk mail. Bills. And a week worth of letters. Addressed to Sawyer from Peyton.
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