“But—” Her eyes returned to him. “But you two guys love each other. I know you’ve been fighting a lot lately, but everybody fights. It doesn’t mean anything. You’re gonna want to see each other again.”

Nealy barely managed to keep her voice steady. “We don’t love each other. I know it’s hard for you to understand, but we’re very different people. We just happened to have been thrown together by peculiar circumstances.”

“I’ll write you letters,” Mat said. “I’ll write you a lot.”

“I don’t want your dumb letters!” Her face contorted. “Don’t even bother sending them! If you don’t want to come see us, then I won’t ever talk to you again!”

Eyes brimming with tears, she ran from the motor home.

Even though Nealy wanted him to hurt, she didn’t want it to be like this. “I’m sure she’ll change her mind.”

His expression was stony. “It’s better this way.”

While Nealy made her final preparations, Mat stood in the yard engaged in an angry conversation with Jason Williams about the circus that was gathering. She hadn’t spoken to him since he’d stormed out of the motor home half an hour earlier. There was nothing left to say.

Through the living room window, she saw curious neighbors crowding their front yards trying to see why the street had been blocked off. Even though only one television news crew had been lucky enough to be close by, she knew it wouldn’t be long before the small town was invaded by media representatives from all over the world.

Their shabby suitcases had been loaded into one of the patrol cars, along with several plastic grocery sacks filled with Lucy’s Walkman, Button’s toys, and other precious objects that couldn’t be left behind. Unfortunately, that included Squid.

Nealy walked toward Lucy, who was holding Button, while Bertis and Charlie hovered nearby. Her conscience urged her to make one last attempt. “Take a look out the window, Luce. This is what you’re getting yourself into.”

“I already looked, and I don’t care.” Despite her brave words, she was obviously shaken, and she drew Button closer.

“You still have time to change your mind. I’ll do everything I can to make certain both of you are placed with a good family.”

Lucy gazed up, her expression imploring. “Please, Nell. Don’t give us back.”

Nealy surrendered. “I won’t, kiddo. From now on, both of you are mine. For better or for worse.”

“Now, Lucy, don’t you forget to write,” Bertis said. “And you need to start eating more vegetables. I should have made you my green bean casserole.”

Nealy tried not to think about the man she’d fallen in love with as she gave them a hug. “Thank you for everything. I’ll call. Are you ready, Luce?”

Lucy swallowed hard and nodded.