He spotted his ex-wife counting coins just to buy bread—then suddenly realized the twin boys standing beside her were his sons.

his coat pocket and pulled out an old coin.

Emma recognized it instantly.

It was one of the coins she’d counted that day at the bakery. Mr. Russo had given it to him later, after Nathan told him the truth.

“I keep it on me,” Nathan said.

“Why?”

“To remember the day I finally saw clearly.”

Emma’s eyes softened.

Nathan looked out at the neighborhood he’d nearly continue reading …