…but looking at my son, standing there in the arms of a man who had walked beside his father through danger, I realized something I hadn’t been able to see through the grief.
Ethan hadn’t left us empty.
He’d left something behind.
Something bigger than loss.
Mason didn’t let go of Sergeant Miller right away.
And Miller didn’t rush him.
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