I’m grateful, O Lord, for this life and these kids. I’m grateful You’re helping Nicky find the strength to fight his demons, to believe he’s worthy of being happy. I’m grateful You’ve reunited us. Maybe I have been adrift too.
Goosebumps rose over Jasper’s arms. He hadn’t felt this alive in a long time. A sweet ache heated his blood and a warm flush burst over his cheeks. God owned his soul, but Nicky would always have his heart.