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“The tickle monster attacks!” he declared dramatically.
Ethan and Caleb—both running now—pounced on him.
Caleb ran the fastest.
Lily stood nearby, no longer just the nanny.
Part of the family.
Harrison had learned something no business school could teach.
A man isn’t wealthy because of what’s in his accounts.
He’s wealthy because his children run toward him, not away.
And when his sons threw themselves into his arms, laughing without fear, Harrison finally understood:
He had come home.
I do not look back after the hotel vanishes behind the bend of the coastal road. The Gulf Shores night slides past the …
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