Back Sticks and Stone
Chapters (103)
  1. Also by Grace McGinty
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. NOVA
  5. Chapter Two
  6. NOVA
  7. Chapter Three
  8. RIVER
  9. Chapter Four
  10. NOVA
  11. Chapter Five
  12. DEVAN
  13. Chapter Six
  14. NOVA
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. RIGBY
  17. Chapter Eight
  18. NOVA
  19. Chapter Nine
  20. RIVER
  21. Chapter Ten
  22. NOVA
  23. Chapter Eleven
  24. DEVAN
  25. Chapter Twelve
  26. NOVA
  27. Chapter Thirteen
  28. RIGBY
  29. Chapter Fourteen
  30. NOVA
  31. Chapter Fifteen
  32. RIVER
  33. Chapter Sixteen
  34. NOVA
  35. Chapter Seventeen
  36. DEVAN
  37. Chapter Eighteen
  38. NOVA
  39. Chapter Nineteen
  40. RIGBY
  41. Chapter Twenty
  42. RIVER
  43. Chapter Twenty-One
  44. NOVA
  45. Chapter Twenty-Two
  46. DEVAN
  47. Chapter Twenty-Three
  48. NOVA
  49. Chapter Twenty-Four
  50. DEVAN
  51. Chapter Twenty-Five
  52. NOVA
  53. Chapter Twenty-Six
  54. RIGBY
  55. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  56. NOVA
  57. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  58. RIGBY
  59. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  60. RIVER
  61. Chapter Thirty
  62. NOVA
  63. Chapter Thirty-One
  64. RIVER
  65. Chapter Thirty-Two
  66. NOVA
  67. Chapter Thirty-Three
  68. DEVAN
  69. Chapter Thirty-Four
  70. NOVA
  71. Chapter Thirty-Five
  72. RIGBY
  73. Chapter Thirty-Six
  74. RIVER
  75. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  76. NOVA
  77. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  78. DEVAN
  79. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  80. NOVA
  81. Chapter Forty
  82. RIGBY
  83. Chapter Forty-One
  84. NOVA
  85. Chapter Forty-Two
  86. RIVER
  87. Chapter Forty-Three
  88. NOVA
  89. Chapter Forty-Four
  90. DEVAN
  91. Chapter Forty-Five
  92. NOVA
  93. Chapter Forty-Six
  94. RIVER
  95. Epilogue
  96. NOVA
  97. EIGHT MONTHS LATER
  98. Acknowledgments
  99. About the Author
  100. Full Page Image
  101. Eight Seconds To Fly
  102. PROLOGUE
  103. THREE YEARS LATER

River smiled. “I’ll add you to a group chat, so you can send it to us all in one go.”

She finished her coffee in one huge gulp and stood. Rigby disappeared to pay the bill, and River and I stood as well. “We’ll help you to your car.”

We navigated out of the cafe under the scrutiny of the whole crowd, and I hoped to hell no one had been listening in on our conversation. Otherwise, we were all going to be prime time news later.

We made it to her car, and I noticed she had a baby spit stain down her back. I forced myself not to grin. I helped her unclip the car seat from the stroller, then carefully clicked it into the attachment in the car. I knew this brand from when we were setting up Alana. It was top of the line and had the highest safety rating on the market. Nova didn’t skimp on safety, and I could respect that.

Didn’t help that the rest of her car was a death trap on wheels, though.

I stroked a finger over Huey’s soft, downy hair and stepped away. Rigby came up to join us, and I briefly wondered if maybe we were too intimidating, standing here all together. River stroked Huey’s cheek, and even Rigby gave the baby a soft kiss. He was an easy baby to love.

Nova walked around to the driver’s seat. “I want you to know I’ll think about it, okay?”

“That’s all we ask. I leave on Friday, so call me if you have any more questions, or need help or anything.”

She nodded and hopped in her car. The car took two tries to turn over, and then she was driving away. I shook my head, the edge of grief still sitting there in my chest, where it had been ever since we heard Alana had died and Huey was in care.

Alana had never wanted her child to be in foster care like we had. I’d promised her that after Huey was born. But still, he was driving away with a stranger, and I hated it.

“Even if she says no, we should get her a new car. That shitbox isn’t safe,” Rigby grumbled, and I agreed.

“She’s going to say yes,” River grunted, heading back to the Range Rover. “She doesn’t have a choice.”

We would do what we had to, but I kind of hoped that Nova did the right thing. I didn’t want to break her, but I would if it meant keeping my word.