father and half-siblings would be entirely her decision.
I was simply providing the possibility.
With the portfolio complete, I returned to Heron’s Rest where Helen waited with packed bags—her week-long visit concluding that afternoon.
As I drove her to the airport, she asked the question I’d been anticipating.
“When will you deliver the portfolio to Amber?”
“Tomorrow,” I said. “Jonathan has arranged everything. A courier will deliver it to the address where she and Blake are currently staying—his parents’ guesthouse, apparently.”
Helen nodded.
“And if she reaches out afterward? If
