His Reckoning, Her Triumph

since Mark Johnson chose to walk away, l

hed and powerful, fully expecting t

on a worn sofa, cradling

twisted in disbelief, then dis

faded clothes and humble home, added, "I m

ess and "find a good family" for Liam

ly, jagged scar on my forearm-a relic f

uppet master, smoothly deflected his conc

understanding in Mark' s e

y, Ava," he told me, letting

ted in himself, only in me

r Liam, snarling that my son's a

choked me, the d

hands off

ner, my savior, stepped into t

im before turning to Mark,

now," he stated. "And I'

ake, tears dryin

s the one who pulled me from the wreckage.