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Praise forHeart Like Mine
Beautiul and deeply moving, Amy Hatvany writes about thetangled web o amily in a way that makes you laugh, cry, cheerand ache. This book has so much heart.
Sarah Jio,New York Times bestselling author
A heartelt, moving story about the lasting eects o grie amidstamily bonds and breakups, and the healing powers o love, hones-ty, and acceptance. Hatvany writes with such wise compassion or
every one o her characters.Ser Prince Halverson
Heart Like Mine earlessly explores men and women desperateto measure up to the rigors o parenthood, but still ailing theirchildren. Hatvany bring sympathy and compassion to the page,while never losing sight o the damage children suer when theirparents make bad decisions.
Randy Susan Meyers
A palpable love story, emotional search or and acceptance oa lost parent, and a bittersweet ending make or an enveloping,heartelt read.
Publishers Weekly
There are no storybook perect endings here, but this compellingnovel raises the possibility o a hopeul way orward.
The Seattle Times
Will delight readers . . . vivid and written with a depth o eeling.
Library Journal
Like a gorgeous dark jewel, Hatvanys novel explores the tragedyo a mind gone awry, a tangled bond o ather and daughter, andth h d l t i It d h t th b t f ti
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By turns gripping and revelatory, Heart Like Mine is a sym-pathetic exploration o blended amily dynamics. In her aectingnew novel, Amy Hatvany pulls no punches; her characters grapple
with lies big momentsmarriage, parenthood, deathbut sherenders each o them with compassion and understanding. Heart
Like Mine tells an honest, hopeul story that resonates in all thebest ways.
Jillian Medo
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hear like
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Amy HAtvANy
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First published in Australia and New Zealand by Allen & Unwin in 2013First published in the United States in 2013 by Washington Square Press,a division o Simon & Schuster, Inc.
Copyright Amy Hatvany 2013
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Grace
Later, I would look back ad woder what I was doig the exact
momet Kelli died.
Whe I let the house or work that morig, othig was
dieret. There was o sese o impedig doom, o omious
soudtrack playig i the back o my mid warig me that my
world was about to chage. There was oly victor asleep i ourbed, ad me, as usual, tryig my best ot to wake him as I kissed
him good-bye.
It was a Friday i late October, ad I droe my usual route
dowtow, takig i the dark silhouette o the Seattle skylie
etched agaist a coral sky. Good morig, I said to my assistat,
Taya, ater Id parked ad etered the buildig. She was a stu-
ig woma with ski the color o the deepest, richest cocoa who
aored brightly hued dresses to show o her abudat cures.
A preWeight Watchers Jeier Hudso, I told my best ried,
Melody, describig Taya to her ater I iitially iteriewed her
or the job.
Morig, she said, so ocused o whateer she was doig
that she barely looked up rom her computer scree. Her log redails clackety-clacked o her keyboard. Six moths ago, Taya
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eeded a assistat, so we seemed like a perect match. Id take
oer as CEO o Secod Chaces the preious all, hoored to take
the lead i a orgaizatio that bega i the early ieties as a
simple twety-our-hour support lie or battered wome ad
had slowly grow ito a multiaceted program icludig crisis
respose, couselig, temporary housig, ad job placemet as-
sistace. Wed ee opeed a thrit shop earlier that year, where
our cliets had rst pick o doated clothes or job iteriews
ad later, whe they were ready to go out o their ow, etire
wardrobes. My job was to make sure that the more practical, ad-
miistratie aspects o the program, like udig ad stag, ra
smoothly, but the real reaso Id accepted the job was or the pri-
ilege o helpig wome like Taya rebuild their shattered lies.
I set dow the latte Id bought or her at the ca dowstairs
so it would be withi her reach, the tured ad walked ito myoce, closig the door behid me. I assumed this would be like ay
other day. I positioed mysel at my desk, booted up my computer,
ad reiewed my caledar. Other tha a couple o phoe calls, there
was oly a sta meetig at two oclock, so I got busy studyig the
cliet les Taya had pulled or me. It was time to decide i these
wome were ready to make the trasitio rom our sae houses ito
a place o their ow. Leaig the rst home where theyd elt pro-
tected was ote the hardest step or ictims o domestic iolece; I
made sure we held their had eery step o the way.
I barely looked up rom my papers util a ew hours later,
whe my cell phoe ibrated i my purse. I reached or it with a
skippig, happy eelig i my belly at the sight o victors ame
o the scree. Hi, hoey, I said, glacig dow at the rig o myger. Hed oly proposed e days ago ad I was still uused to
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Ca you go pick up the kids rom school or me? victor
asked. His oice was straied ad carried a urgecy I didt rec-
ogize.
What, Im your ace ow, so I dot ee get a hello? I
said, hopig I could tease him out o his seemigly ugly mood.
victor was usually the most easygoig perso I kew; I wodered
i somethig had goe wrog at work, i his head che had called
i sick or oe o his busers dropped a box o wieglasses. Is this
what its goig to be like beig married to you?
Grace, he said. Seriously. I eed you to pick them up ad
take them back to the house. Please.
Whats wrog? I asked, sittig up straight i my chair.
Eery muscle i my body suddely tesed, realizig this wast
just a case o victors haig a bad day.
Its Kelli. Her ried Diae oud her a couple o hours ago.She wast breathig ad . . . I heard him swallow oce, hard.
Shes dead, Grace. Kellis dead.
My mouth wet dry. Kelli. His ex-wife. Oh, holy shit. All the
air pressed out o my lugs; it took a momet or me to be able to
speak. Oh mygod, victor. What happened?
I dot kow the details yet. The medics took her to the ER
ad I guess Im still listed as her emergecy cotact o her isur-
ace pla, so they called me. Ca you pick up the kids?
O course. I stood up, scramblig or my purse. Paic jit-
tered i my chest, picturig their respose to this ews. Aa, es-
pecially, at thirtee, eedig her mother so much, ad Max, who
was oly see ad still had to talk with Kelli beore he could
all asleep the ights he stayed at our house. Max ad Aa, whodidt yet kow that we were egaged. victor had told Kelli the
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asked whe he came home. He pressed his lips together ad gae
his head a brie shake. not great, he said, ad I hadt pressed
him urther.
What do you wat me to tell them? I asked him ow, al-
ready worried that whateer I said would be wrog.
nothig, yet. Ill be home as soo as I ca, but I hae to go
to idetiy her His oice broke, ad he cleared it. Her body.
Are you sure you dot wat me to go with you? Id eer
heard him so upset ad elt desperate to do somethig to com-
ort him.
no, just get the kids. Please. Ill gure out what to say to
them beore I get there.
We hug up, ad I hurried outside my oce. Taya tured
her gaze rom her computer to me. Whats wrog?
Its Kelli . . . victors ex. I exhaled a heay breath. Shesdead.
Her had few to her mouth. Oh my god! she said with her
eyes ope wide. She dropped her had back to her lap. What
happeed?
We dot kow yet. victor is o his way to the hospital right
ow.
Oh my god, she said agai, shakig her head. Ill wipe
your caledar or ext week. The sta meetig ca wait. She
paused. Do you wat me to call Stephaie?
I odded, thikig that the best perso to coer or me was
deitely my predecessor, whod retired whe I accepted the job
but still gae her time to us as a oluteer. Thatd be great. Im
ot sure how log Ill be out. Thak you.O course. Ill call i theres aythig urget. Ad let me
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car, ad gripped the steerig wheel, tryig to steady mysel be-
ore pullig out o the lot. Thoughts spu i my head; I tried to
imagie what lie would be like or Max ad Aa ater they oud
out their mother was dead. Ad or me as the woma who, by
deault, would wid up stadig i her place.
The ight I met victor, the idea that I might become the mother
to his childre was the urthest thig rom my mid. I act, beig
a mother was pretty much the urthest thig rom my mid any
ight o the week, somethig I tried to explai to my date as we
sat i the bar o victors popular Seattle restaurat, the Lot. At
that momet, I didt kow I was about to meet victor. I didt
kow that he owed the restaurat or that he was diorced
with two kids. All I kew was I eeded to d a way to bail othis date beore it got ay worse. Chad was the college rat boy
whod eer grow up, somethig I hadt realized whe wed
messaged back ad orth o Match.com ad the briefy chat-
ted o the phoe. O paper, he was jocular, sort o uy, ad
had that codet, teeterig-o-the-edge-o-cocky demeaor I
typically oud appealig i a ma, so I gured there wouldt
be much harm i meetig him or a simple drik. Clearly, I had
gured wrog.
So, he said ater wed bee seated, ordered our driks, ad
goe oer the usual iceties o how happy we were to ally
meet i perso. You dot wat kids? He leaed back i his
chair with a odd smirk o his ruddy ace.
I was immediately tured o by the blut challege i histoe; eery iteral red fag I had started waig. My olie pro-
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this particular topic. I took a tiy sip o the lemo-drop martii
our serer had just deliered, lettig the cruchy bits o sadig
sugar that lied the rim o my glass dissole o my togue beore
aswerig. Its ot so much that I dot wantthem, I said. More
like Im ot sure Id be ery good as a paret. I hoped my eutral
respose would dissuade him rom pursuig the subject urther.
Dot you like kids? he asked, tiltig his blod head at me.
Yes, I like them, I said, repressig a sigh. It was rustratig
how may people seemed to assume that I was heartless or u-
eelig because I wast rushig to become a mother. Me who
chose a career oer atherhood weret automatically cosidered
assholes. They were classied as deil-may-care George Clooey
types. Ad who didt loe George?
I hae a brother who was bor whe I was thirtee, I ex-
plaied to Chad. Ad I spet te years helpig to raise him be-ore I ally moed out o my parets house, so I sort o leared
rsthad that motherhood really ist or me. My decisio wast
quite as simplistic as Id made it soud, but I was already sca-
ig the room or my quickest escape, so I didt see the sese i
delig deeper tha that with Chad. The Lots bar wast huge,
maybe a total o tee tables. The oly exit was past the hostess,
right i his lie o sight. I I excused mysel to the restroom, the
tried to seak out the rot door, hed see. I took a big swallow
o my drik, hopig the alcohol would smooth the edges o my
growig irritatio.
Well, Chad said as he placed his meaty palms fat o our
small, woode table, I actually beliee its a womas biological
resposibility to reproduce. I mea, hoestly, i you thik aboutit athropologically, your body is really just a support system or
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ace beore my mid registered it had gie the commad. Chad
sputtered ad wiped at his eyes with the backs o his hads as I
set the ow-empty glass o the table ad quickly bega gatherig
my thigs.
What the hell is wrongwith you? he said, spittig out the
words.
I stood, pulse poudig, holdig my black leather clutch up
o the table so it wouldt get odka o it. nothig, I said, at-
temptig to take a slow, measured breath. You, howeer, might
beet rom therapy. Out o the corer o my eye, I saw a tall
ma with closely cropped, dark brow hair stridig toward us
rom behid the bar. He wore a black dress shirt ad slacks, both
cut to complemet his laky build.
Chad stood too, ad took a meacig step toward me just as
the ma i black grabbed him by the arm. Looks like you spilledyour drik, he said. I immediately liked him or his attempt at
diplomacy, despite my certaity that he had witessed what ac-
tually happeed. He appeared to be aroud my age, midthirties,
maybe a little bit older. The threads o siler woe through the
hair aroud his temples gae him a distiguished edge ad his
olie-toed ski held the slightly weathered look o a little too
much time spet i the su.
That bitch threw it i my ace! Chad yelled. Eery perso
who hadt bee lookig i our directio suddely was. The
buzz o coersatio ceased, ad the oly souds were the low,
bass-drie backgroud music piped i through the speakers ad
Chads hoarse, agry breathig.
The mas grip tighteed o Chads arm. Sir, I hae to askyou to rerai rom callig this loely woma ames. Im sure it
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I shook my head. nope. I threw it at him. He was beig a
ass. Are you the maager?
The ma shook his head a little, too, ad smiled, reealig
white, straight teeth ad a caerous dimple i his let cheek.
The ower, actually. victor Hase. He released his grip o
Chad ad held out his had.
I clasped it quickly but rmly, my greet-the-executie, dot-
mess-with-me hadshake. Grace McAllister. Good to meet you.
I loe this place.
Jesus! Chad iterjected. His ace famed red ad bits o sa-
lia shot out rom his mouth. I you two are doe with your little
schmooze-est, Id like to kow whos goig to pay or my shirt!
victor glaced oer at Chads late-1990s holdoer mustard-
yellow rayo butto-dow, reached ito his pocket, ad oered
him a twety. This should coer it. now, why dot you showsome digity ad walk away?
Chad looked at the bill i victors had but didt take it,
the made a disgusted oise beore grabbig his coat o the back
o his chair ad pushig his way through the bar to the rot door,
kockig ito a ew chairs ad tables as he wet. Outside, he
threw a middle ger up i the air behid him as he walked by
the widow where victor ad I stood.
Wow, victor said, tuckig his moey back i his pocket, I
woder i his mom kows he escaped her basemet?
I laughed. Thak you, I said, reachig ito my purse or my
credit card. I held it out to him. Im happy to pay or our driks.
The other customers stopped lookig at us ad retured to their
ow coersatios; the comortig backgroud oise o glassesad silerware tiklig lled the air.
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no, thak god. Just a driks date. I shook my head. Ei-
detly, I eed to work o my screeig process. Maybe I should
start asking for mens relationship rsums and require at least three
glowing references before agreeing to meet.
victor chuckled. Tough out there, ist it?
My eyes stole a glace dow at his let had. no rig.Hmm.
He caught me midglace ad lited his had up, wigglig his bare
ourth ger. Some detectie Id make, huh? I laughed agai,
the reached up to smooth my russet waes.
Luckily, he laughed, too. So, Im thikig the least I ca do
is eed you so the ights ot a total loss. Will you joi me or
dier?
My cheeks fushed, ad I dropped my gaze to the foor beore
lookig back up at him ad smilig. Id like that, I said, but will
you excuse me a momet? I eed to isit the ladies room.O course. He poited me i the right directio, ad I
walked away slowly, coscious o his eyes o me, makig sure
ot to sway my hips i too obious a maer, but eough so
that hed otice the moemet. I the restroom, I stood i rot
o the ull-legth mirror ad swiped o a touch o tited lip
gloss. I took a step back ad examied my refectio. Reddish,
shoulder-legth hair, mussed i that casual, I-meat-it-to-look-
a-little-messy way that had take me oer a hour to achiee.
Pale ski, a spatterig o reckles o my cheeks that o amout
o powder could hide; gree eyes, set eely apart. A swash o
mascara was the oly makeup I wore besides the lip gloss. My
lips were ull eough, ad the gloss deitely helped. Beig that
this was the rst date ight Id had i seeral moths, Id takethe time to go shoppig ad pick out a fatterig pair o dark,
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leaer, ad with the help o a good bra, my chest looked perkier
tha usual. Oerall, ot too shabby. I piched my cheeks or a
little color ad retured to the bar, where I oud victor exactly
where Id let him.
All set? he asked, ad I odded, ollowig him through
swigig black doors ito the kitche. As we etered, I hesitated.
Um, do you wat me to put my order i mysel?
victor laughed agai, took my had, ad led me oer to a
high-backed, cushioed red booth o to the side o where the
serers were gathered. no, I wat you to hae the best seat i
the housethe ches table. He gestured or me to sit dow. Ill
be right back. What were you drikig? Lemo Drop?
I smiled. How did you kow?
Smelled it o your date. He wiked, the strode oer past
the stailess steel couter behid which seeral cooks were eithersautig, whiskig, or artully arragig woderul-smellig ood
o square white plates. The eergy i the room was kietic but
slowed dow as victor spoke to oe o the male ches, a hugely
muscled ad hadsome ma with startlig black tribal tattoos
o his thick eck ad orearms. He looked oer at me as victor
talked, the he smiled ad gae me a clipped salute i greetig. I
gae a short wae back, briefy woderig how may other e-
male patros victor had gie this treatmet.
victor headed out o the kitcheto get our driks, presum-
ablyso I quickly texted Melody, my best ried. Weird ight.
O date umber two (I thik), same restaurat. She texted back
immediately: WTH? I cat ee get one date! I smiled to my-
sel, picturig her curled up i her aorite plaid fael pajamas,eatig popcor, ad watchig rerus o Sex and the City. Will
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So, he said, I hope you dot mid I ordered ood or us
both. I kow the meu pretty well.
How do you kow what I like? I asked, takig what I
hoped was a daity sip rom my drik.
Well, I kow you dot like stupid me, so Im already ahead
o the game. He smiled. Im haig a assortmet o dishes
brought out, actually, so you ca sample a little o eerythig.
Impressie. Must be ice to be the ower.
He gried. It is. So, what do you do?
I lauched ito a short descriptio o my career, how ater I
got my degree i busiess maagemet, Id stumbled ito a po-
sitio as a lowly HR assistat ad worked my way up through
arious compaies to a eetual directorship or a local medical
ceter. It was there I leared about Secod Chaces. I told him
how Id bee a oluteer with the orgaizatio log beore I wasoe o its employees.
What made you wat to gie your time there, i particular?
victor asked, tiltig his head a bit toward his shoulder.
Well, I said, thats kid o a log story.
The good oes usually are.
All right the, you asked or it, I said with a smile. So,
I was i seeth grade whe I saw a ews segmet about this
amazig emale doctor who traeled the world helpig people
whod bee aected by all sorts o atrocitiesdisease, war, am-
ie. Horrible stu. Ad I remember beig i awe watchig her
cradle this extremely ill-lookig woma, who just clug to her like
she hadt bee held so tederly i her etire lie. Tears swelled
my throat ee the, as I recalled the power o that momet. Iguess that image sort o stuck with me. I sort o promised mysel
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victor odded ad seemed iterested, so I cotiued, careul
ot to hop up o my soapbox about the political issues surroud-
ig domestic iolece, as I sometimes had the tedecy to do
whe I started talkig about my job. Whe I heard about the
work Secod Chaces did, it seemed like such a perect way to
ulll that desire. I mea, HR was great or me proessioally, but
this was a opportuity to help people o a much more persoal
leel, you kow? He odded agai, ad I wet o, wrappig the
details up as quickly as I could. I erolled i crisis couselor trai-
ig to get qualied to take calls o the help lie ad started usig
my busiess cotacts to icrease ud-raisig doatios, ad dis-
coered I had a real passio or the work. Whe the woma who
started the orgaizatio told me she was retirig, I applied or
the positio ad got it. Most o my maagemet experiece is
i operatios ad orgaizatioal deelopmet, so its kid o aperect t.
I thik its great that youre so passioate about what you
do, victor said, litig his glass ad tiltig his head, idicatig
that I should do the same. Cograts.
I complied, ad we cliked our glasses together lightly.
Thak you.
He took a sip o his drik, the set it back o the table beore
giig me aother smile. So, I hae to ask. What did that guy say
to get you so mad? I gae him a quick recap o Chads statemets
about the role o wome i relatio to procreatig ad victors
jaw dropped. Are you kiddig me?
I shrugged. I guess he didt beliee me whe I told him Ie
chose ot to hae kids.Me too, victor said. At least, ot ay more tha I already
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used as I elt, so he pulled out his wallet to show me a picture
o two dark-haired, blue-eyed childrea girl ad a boy. Max
is six ad Aa is twele, he said. They lie with their mom, but
I see them eery other weeked. His oice was tiged with a
tiy bit o sadess, ad I automatically wodered what kid o
relatioship he had with his ex-wie. I the past, i I were me-
tally reiewig a mas relatioship rsum ad it icluded the
word ather amog his experiece, I would hae moed it to
the o pile. But it was becomig icreasigly dicult or me
to d a sigle ma who hadt already bee married or didt
hae childre, so I attempted to keep a ope mid. Just because
I wast set o haig babies didt mea I wast lookig to all
i loe.
How log hae you bee diorced? I asked, keepig the
iquiry light. How recetly he came back o the datig marketplayed a big part i my decisio about whether or ot he was re-
latioship material. I wast axious to be ay mas reboud girl.
A little oer two years, victor said. We get alog airly
well, which is great or the kids.
Ah, I said, leaig back agaist the seat cushio. Theyre
adorable. I realized he was the rst perso i as log as I could
remember who hadt immediately asked why I wast axious to
hae childre as soo as they oud this out about me. Aother
poit i his aor.
Theyre also eough, he said. Im thirty-ie, ad I dot
pla to hae ay more. He looked at me, his expressio hesitat.
So, does my daddy status mea this is our last date?
Date? I ddled with the hem o my sweater ad issuedwhat I hoped was a appealig smile. This ist just the ower
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reached oer ad skimmed the top o my had with his gertips.
Id like to see you agai.
His touch set a shier through me, ad starig ito his kid
eyes, I elt a twige somewhere i the iciity o my belly.Do I
do this? I hadt dated a ma with childre beore, but somethig
about victor elt dieret. Special eough to thik he might just
be worth takig a chace.
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Ater Dad moed out, Saturday morigs were the hardest. Sat-
urdays used to be whe he didt hae to get up early ad head to
the restaurat; Saturdays were whe he woke us with the buttery
smell o his special homemade ailla-bea wafes toastig o
the griddle ad smoky baco sizzlig o the stoe. I loed to lie i
my bed, breathig i the tedrils o those amiliar scets, eeligthem wrap aroud me, warm ad comortig as my athers arms.
Breakast, kiddos! he bellowed whe it was ready. Come
ad get it while its hot!
Max would scamper dow the hallway to beat me to the
table, but I stayed i bed with a small, secret smile o my ace,
kowig exactly what was comig ext. My bedroom door was
fug ope, ad Daddy would stomp oer to me. Is there a sleepy
little girl i here? he asked i a teasig, slightly maiacal oice.
Does she eed to be tickledto wake up?
no! Id squeal, my smile growig wider, scruchig mysel
up agaist the wall, pretedig to try to get away rom him.
Oh, yes! Dad said, holdig his hads out i rot o him
ad wigglig his gers like crazy.Daddy, o! I said agai, but iside I was thikig, Oh, yes!
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but shriek, gigglig ad laughig ad writhig aroud beeath his
touch. Are you awake yet? he asked, rubbig the short stubble
o his beard agaist my eck to tickle me more. Are you ready to
come hae breakast?
Yes! I yelled, smilig so wide it almost hurt my cheeks.
Okay! Im comig!
Dad kissed my cheek ad pulled his hads away rom my
body. All right the, he said. Lets eat!
now that he was goe, ow that Mama had asked him to
leae, Saturday morigs were quiet, empty o ay happy laugh-
ter. For breakast we had cereal or toast, ad most o the time, I
eded up goig ito Mamas room to wake her up so we wouldt
be late or Maxs soccer games. Just last week, she had orgot-
te that we were i charge o brigig the sack, ad istead o
just stoppig at the store to buy somethig like ay o the othermoms probably would hae, shed rushed to bake a batch o cup-
cakes beore we could leae.
Yoo-hoo! she had sigsoged as we ally made our way
to the eld where Maxs game was about to get uder way. Sorry
were late!
Hed missed warm-up, but as I careully balaced the carry-
ig case lled with the chocolate cupcakes, Max raced past us to
get to where his coach was pickig the startig lieup. The moth-
ers o Maxs teammates barely tured to ackowledge Mamas
greetig. They sat together o the bleachers with heay plaid
blakets oer their laps, chatterig ad laughig at somethig oe
o them had said. A group o me stood earby, laughig ad
shakig each others hads; a ew o them shouted ecourage-met to Max ad his teammates. Daddy used to stad with those
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I set the carryig case o the table ext to the cooler ull o
water bottles ad watched as Mama tried agai. She fued her
hair ad put o her best, brightest smile. Hey there, she said as
she walked oer to stad ext to the group. Beautiul weather or
a game, ist it? It was a cold, crisp all day.
A heayset woma with black, straight hair tured her head
ad gae Mama a alse smile i retur. Yes, she said, as though
statig somethig icredibly obious. It is.
Hows the other team lookig this morig? Mama asked,
shoig her hads ito the side pockets o her tted black leather
jacket. The other moms wore Columbia feece pulloers or earthy-
toed wool sweaters. Mama chose tight Leis ad oer-the-kee
black boots to match her jacket; the other wome had o rai
boots or closed-toed Birkestocks. Our babies are goig to show
em whos boss, right?no oe aswered her. Istead, a ew o them coered their
mouths ad stifed coughs. Mamas chi trembled just the tiiest
bit beore she sat dow o the bottom bleacher ad tucked her
tiy hads betwee her legs. I joied her, ad she put her arm
aroud me, huggig me to her. I wated to tell her ot to worry
that she was prettier tha all those other wome. nicer, too. But I
didt kow i I should. I it was good or her to kow that I could
see the sadess i her eyes whe she looked at themthe logig
to be made a part o their group. Mama ad I were alike that way.
She had Diae ad I had my best ried, Bree, but that was pretty
much it. She looked at those wome like I looked at the popular
girls at school. Like,Please, just give me a chance.
Oe o the athers oticed Mama sittig o the edge o thebleachers. He was tall ad barrel chested, with sady blod hair
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to us, propped his oot up o the edge o the bleacher right ext
to Mamas leg, ad leaed o his thigh with his orearm. Hey,
Kelli, he said. How are you? His words were slick, as though
coated i oil as they slid rom his mouth.
Mama gae him a sparklig smile. Well, Im just e, thak
you ery much. Her oice was bubbly, practically drippig with
ethusiasm. How are you?
Better ow, he said with a wik, ad my stomach cleched.
I was pretty sure he was Carters dad, ad the husbad o the
black-haired, heay woma, who I oly kew as Carters mom.
I didt like the way he was lookig at Mama. I didt like how
hairy his kuckles were, either.
Hoey, Carters mom called out, oticig her husbad talk-
ig to us. Are you watchig the game?
Carters ot ee o the eld yet, he said sharply, giig hera hard look. The he tured his gaze back to Mama, soteig it.
I eel like I haet see you aroud much. I was sorry to hear
about you ad victor. You two always seemed so happy.
Mama kept her smile bright, but I saw the fash o grie i
her eyes. Ee ater all o this time, she still seemed to miss him.
A ew weeks ago, she had accidetally set a place or him at the
dier table. I guess thigs aret always as they seem, she said
to Carters ather ow.
I guess ot, he said with a chuckle. He glaced toward the
parkig lot. Is victor comig today?
Mama shook her head. He wated to, but hes workig.
Hell be here ext week, or sure. Its his weeked with the kids.
He wanted to? I that was true, it was ews to me. I wodered iMama made that up.
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Mike! Carters mom said loudly. Ca you please get me
aother blaket rom the car? Its colder tha I thought out here.
Carters dad straighteed, put both eet back o the groud,
ad wiked at Mama beore he looked up at his wie. Sure
thig, he said fatly. He let his gers brush agaist Mamas arm
as he walked past her, ad I saw Mama shrik back.
Hesgross, I whispered to Mama, ad she tured her head,
her lips pursed.
You hush, ow. Thats impolite.
So was he! I said, maybe a little too loudly.
Mama drew her eyebrows together oer the bridge o her
ose. Aa. Watch your mouth. Youre too youg to be talkig
like that about a grow-up. She straighteed i her seat ad the
cupped her hads aroud her mouth. Go o ow, Max! she hol-
lered as the team ra oto the eld. Push em back, push emback, waaay back! She jumped up, shimmied her bet arms, ad
wiggled her tiy behid.
Mama, I said, crigig a bit as the other wome behid us
stopped talkig ad stared. Actig like that would just make the
other mothers make u o herdidt she know that?
I thik thats a footballcheer, Kelli, Carters mom said, ad
the I saw her roll her eyes. I gritted my teeth, wishig I had
somethig to throw at her. Somethig sharp ad hard that would
hurt.
Mama laughed ad gae a little shrug. Oh well, she said,
sittig back dow. I eer could keep my sports straight. I guess
its a good thig Max is playig ad ot me.
Oh yes, aother woma said. What a relie. She hadbrow hair ad a tightly piched mouth. Did you remember to
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butter cupcakes, resh out o the oe this morig. She gried,
awaitig approal. I held my breath.
The brow-haired woma rowed. Peanut butter? We cat
sere that. Taylor is allergic. She paused. Ad Carter is glute
itolerat. Wheat four is like poiso or him. Didt you reiew
the approed sack list we haded out at the begiig o the
seaso?
Mamas smile melted away. Oh, she bega, her oice al-
terig. no. I didt realize
Carters mom sighed ad stood up. I ca ru to the co-op
ad grab some rice crackers ad ruit, she said.
Mama stood, as well. Please, she said, let me. It was my
mistake.
Its e, the woma said as she grabbed her purse. Ill just
go catch my husbandat the car. Well go together.Mama sak back dow oto the bleacher, her shoulders
slumped. Im so sorry, she said to the other wome. I ca brig
a better sack the ext time.
no oe respoded, ad Mama tured away ad aced the
eld. Her eyes were shiy ad she held her chi high. I slipped
my had ito hers ad squeezed it. I love your cupcakes, I said.
Theyre the best oes.
This morig we were ruig late agai. Except this time
it was my aultId spet too much time i the shower, codi-
tioig my hair ad careully shaig my legs. Mama said the
hair wast thick eough or me to needto shae yet, but all the
other girls i eighth grade did it, so I begged her to let me do it,
too. They call me Chewbacca durig gym! I told her, ad shedreleted.
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my closet door oe last time, makig sure that the outt Id picked
out looked okay. I liked my log, purple shirt ad I kew I was
luckier tha a lot o girls i my class; I could wear skiy jeas
ad still cross my legs beeath my desk. My dark brow hair was
held back rom my ace with a thi elastic headbad, ad thaks
to the expesie salo coditioer Id saed up my allowace to
buy, it looked shiy ad smooth. Still, I oud mysel wishig
or the millioth time that my mom would let me wear makeup.
The ew times Id tried to seak it, usig my ried Brees mas-
cara ad lipstick i the bathroom at school, Mama had caught
me, ee though I thought Id washed it all o. Youre a atural
beauty, loe, she said, cuppig my ace i her hads. Lets sae
the makeup or whe you actually eed it.
I didt kow why she got to be the oe who decided
whe I eeded it. It was my ace. Plus, almost all the othereighth-grade girls at Seattle Academy wore makeup; I was
airly certai that meat I should get to, too. But Id had eough
argumets with her about it to uderstad this wast a ght I
was goig to wi.
Sighig, I grabbed her black boots, the oes she said I could
borrow, pulled them o oer my jeas, the lugged my heay
backpack dow the hall. Mama stood by the kitche couter, still
i her pajamas, which cosisted o gray yoga pats ad a red
T-shirt that looked tiy eough that it might hae actually bee
my brothers. From the back, she looked like a little girl. Her blod
hair was pulled ito a messy poytail ad she gripped a coee
mug with both hads, sippig rom it as she stared out the wi-
dow ito the backyard. It was still dark, but at least it wast rai-ig. Im ready, I aouced.
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beeath her eyes were tiged blue. For the ourth time that week,
Id woke up to the soud o the teleisio i her bedroom i the
middle o the ight. She still wast sleepig. Hey there, sugar,
she said. Youre as pretty as dew o a rose.
I rolled my eyes a little ad shook my head but smiled back
at her ayway, accustomed to her fowery comparisos. She was
proe to silly complimets about my looks. I didt really eel
pretty; I was okay, I guessed, but othig like my mom, who my
ried Peter told me all the boys i my class thought was a MILF
because she was blod ad thi ad had big boobs. Id odded,
ee though I hadt kow what the term meat at that time, so
it wast util I got home ad looked it up olie that I wated
to bar. I kew my mom was better lookig tha some o my
rieds mothers, but the thought o the boys watig to hae sex
with her made me crige.Do you wat breakast? Mama asked. I made some toast.
I could throw peaut butter o it so youd get some protei.
I shook my head. She kew I didt like to eat rst thig i
the morig, but that didt stop her rom tryig to eed me. I
ca hae a graola bar ater homeroom. I patted my backpack to
let her kow I was all set. Are you workig today? Her job was
at a acy restaurat dowtow, the place my dad used to ma-
age beore he started his ow restaurat. They had met there, ad
she had to go back to work ater he moed out three years ago.
She said she liked her job because it was fexible eough that she
could drie us to school i the morig ad pick us up. She oly
worked ight shits the weekeds we were with our dad.
She shook her head. nope. But I took a double shit tomor-row, sice you two wot be here. Im workig Suday bruch,
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Ill hae her toast! Max said, pipig up rom the table,
where he was slurpig dow the last o the milk rom his cereal
bowl.
Do you eer stop eatig? I asked, wriklig my ose at
him. Its gross.
Youre gross, Max retorted, litig his poity chi back at me.
Oooh, bur, I said, rollig my eyes agai. He was such a
little dweeb. I looked at the clock ad the my mom. Ca we go?
I dot wat to be late or homeroom.
Yes, we should. She shufed oer to me i her slippers ad
threw her sleder arms aroud my eck. Whe I was wearig her
boots, we were almost the same height. I loe you, baby girl,
she whispered. So much.
Loe you too, I said, huggig her back. She elt ragile i
my embrace, her boes like brittle twigs that might sap i I heldher too tightly. She was gettig so skiy; I could circle her etire
wrist with my idex ger ad thumb ad still ot touch her ski.
She said she ate at the restaurat ater her shits, but her clothes
had started lookig looser the past ew moths, so I wast sure
she was tellig me the truth. Shed doe the same thig ater my
dad moed outo sleep ad o oodbut Diae made her go
to the doctor or some kid o pills ad she started gettig better
ater that. I wast sure i she was takig those pills aymore.
I wodered i missig her parets had aythig to do with
how she was eelig ow. She had called them last ight, but
they didt aswer the phoe. They lied i a small tow out-
side o Sa Luis Obispo i Calioria, where Mama grew up, ad
theyd eer ee oce come to see us, which I hoestly thoughtwas kid o strage, cosiderig they were Mamas oly am-
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her mother was orty-two ad Mama said they thaked God ad
called her their miracle. Ad ee though they eer isited, she
still called their house a couple o times a year. Whe they actu-
ally aswered the phoe, the coersatios were always short
ad her oice got tight ad shaky as she spoke with them. A-
terward, shed usually go to her bedroom ad cry. I tried ot to
worry about Mama too much, but she sure didt make it easy.
I looked oer to Max, who was makig u o my huggig
our mom with a gooy kissy ace ad pretedig to hug himsel.
Max, I said sterly, go brush your teeth. Well be i the car.
Youre ot the boss o me, Max said as he dropped his bowl
ito the sik with a clatter. My mother startled at the oise, suck-
ig i a sharp breath, ad pulled away rom me.
Max! she said loudly, the took aother, slower breath.
She put oe had agaist the wall, like she suddely had to holdhersel up, the spoke agai i a quieter toe. Brush your teeth,
little ma, right this istat. Dot make me get the switch. She
wiked at him the, ad he giggled, kowig ull well our mother
would eer hit us. It was a joke she used, to let us kow she
meat busiess. Our dad used to say it to us, too, as a joke, but
ater he moed out, he stopped.
Max raced dow the hallway to the bathroom ad my
mother stared o ater him.
Are you okay, Mama? I asked, oticig she was breathig
a little aster tha usual. She kept her had o the wall, her shoul-
ders curled orward.
Im e. Just a little dizzy, or some reaso. She tured her
head ad gae me a tiy smile, droppig her had to her side adstraighteig her spie. Probably too much caeie.
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help you write the checks toight? I asked as we headed out the
door ad toward the drieway.
Hmm? she murmured. What was that?
I elt a twige o irritatio. The bills. I kew my rieds
didt help their parets with this kid o thig, but it was some-
thig we did together. Mama said it was oly because I had better
hadwritig tha hers, but the last time Id watched her try to do
it aloe, she started cryig, so I oered to ll the checks out ad
she could just sig them. Max got to put the stamps o the ee-
lopes. We sort o tured it ito a game. But whe I told my dad
about it, the muscles aroud his lips got all twitchy, ad I asked
him i it was bad that we helped her.
Shes a grow-up, hoey, he said, puttig his log arm
aroud my shoulders ad squeezig me to him. Youre a kid.
You shouldt hae that kid o resposibility.I shrugged ad threw both o my arms aroud his waist,
breathig i the earthy ragrace o roasted meat o his shirt.
Some athers wore cologe; mie wore scets bor i a kitche.
I dot mid, I said. I didt like eelig that he was criticizig
her; I didt wat to get her i trouble.
Ill talk with her, he said, but I dot thik he eer did. now
that they were diorced, they oly talked to each other whe
they had to, ad whe they did, it was with short, hard seteces
that seemed more like weapos tha words.
Whe are you brigig them back? Mama asked him whe
he picked us up eery other Saturday. She eer did quite look di-
rectly at him, either. Her eyes drited just oer his right shoulder.
Fie oclock tomorrow, my dad told her, sometimes eeshitig his eet a little, like he couldt wait or her to stop mo-
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Just makig sure, my mom would say, her oice quaer-
ig a little, ad the muscles i my dads ace would tighte ee
more. It was hard to imagie they eer loed each other eough
to get married. I kew they had; Id see their weddig picture.
Mama dressed i a white pricess ball gow, her glossy hair piled
o top o her head i messy coils. Daddy tall ad hadsome i a
black tuxedo, eedig her cake ad tryig to kiss her at the same
time. They were laughig.
now, stadig ext to our car, as Max ally sped dow
the rot steps ad toward us, makig a soud like a jet airplae,
my mom reached oer ad clutched my had. What would I do
without you, baby girl? She pulled my had up to her mouth
ad kissed it.
I smiled at her, my isides shakig, ot watig to say that I
sometimes wodered what she might do without me, too.
Do you hae to go to your dads this weeked? Bree asked me
durig secod luch. At Seattle Academy, rst luch was or the
kids up through th grade; secod was or sixth through eighth.
Bree ad I sat together at a small table by the widow, away rom
the other eighth-grade girls. We each had a big slice o pepperoi
pizza ad a chocolate milk. That was the best thig about goig
to a priate schoolthe hot luches were actually decet. The
worst thig was that my brother wet there, too. Occasioally,
hed see me i the hallway or whe he had recess ad hed wae,
do a little dace, ad start sigig, Aa-Aa-bo-baa, baaa-
aa-o-aa . . . Ava! I seriously couldt wait or ext year,whe high school would start ad I wouldt see that little weirdo
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I pulled a piece o pepperoi o the slice ad popped it i
my mouth. Yep, I told Bree as I chewed. Our dad picks us up
tomorrow morig.
With Grace? she said, crossig her eyes ad makig her
lids futter at the same time. Bree was the uiest girl I kew
ad wast araid o other people laughig at the thigs she did,
which was part o why she was my ried. She had short, wispy
blod hair ad wire-rimmed glasses, ad she didt eed to wear
a bra yet, but she didt seem to care about beig like the popular
girls. The girls with really rich parets ad their ow iPads. The
girls who wet behid the gym, let their boyrieds eel them up,
ad didt care who kew. The girls that part o me wated to
become.
I laughed. Yes. I keep hopig theyll split up. But it looks like
shes stayig. Brees parets were diorced, too, aother reaso Iliked to hag out with her. She got how weird it was to hae two
houses to lie i, two sets o rules, ad parets that might hae
loed us but couldt stad each other. Her dad was a corporate
lawyer, so he had to pay her mom a to o child support or Bree.
My dad gae my mom a check eery moth, too, but he deitely
didt make as much moey as a lawyer. He was a great cook,
though, which I thought was kid o a bous.
Bree didt say aythig more, kowig that my dads girl-
ried was ar rom my aorite subject. He had met Grace at the
ed o last summer ad waited a couple o moths to itroduce
us, which I guess is better tha i hed made us meet her right
away. I kew hed probably dated other wome ater he moed
outoe time, ot ery log ater he bought his ew place, Ioud a pair o lacy pik womes uderwear i his hamper whe
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moed i with him last May didt really surprise me that much.
Mostly, I just tried ot to thik about the act that she slept i the
same bed as him, which was hard with how may questios my
mom asked whe we came home rom their house.
Did you hae u with Grace? shed ask. What did she eed
you? Whe Id tell her that ater Dad cooked, or Grace ordered
pizza, we all played Scrabble or watched a moie, her shoulders
would all ad her ace would look like Id hit her. I wodered
why she didt get her ow boyried. She was pretty eough, or
sure, ad I kew there were a ew sigle dads at our school who
would probably ask her out i she did her hair ad wore somethig
other tha her pajamas to drop us o i the morig. But whe
I suggested that maybe she could go o a date, too, she waed
the thought away. You ad your brother are all the loe I eed.
Your daddy just doest like to be aloe.Neither do you, Id thik.You just want to be with us instead of a date. I wodered i somethig
was wrog with her, somehow, sice ater all these years she still
didt seem to be oer my dads leaig. Which was strage, re-
ally, because I kew that she was the oe who ally asked him to
go. Id oerheard the ght that made him walk out the door.
Yo, earth to Aa! Bree said, udgig me with the toe o her
Coerse. Come i, Aa! The bell just rag. Time or social stud-
ies. She made a ace ad stuck a ger i her mouth. Like, gag
me with a ecyclopedia.
I laughed agai, ad we cleaed up our mess ad headed o
to class. O the way, Whitey Blake, whose ather owed a chai
o orgaic grocery stores, sidled up ext to me. She smelled o
citrus ad her black hair hug sleek ad almost to the middle oher back. Whitey was all sweetess ad light to our teachers,
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How was your luch, Aa? she asked, poppig her pik
gum as she spoke. Whitey liked eeryoe to kow that their
amilys housekeeper packed orgaic chicke slices, mixed grees,
ad some kid o cookie made with agae ectar or her luch
eery day, oly so Whitey could toss it all ad buy whateer the
caeteria was serig with the credit card her dad gae her to use.
I shrugged oe shoulder i respose ad kept walkig, glac-
ig at her out o the corer o my eye, wary o such a seemigly
iocet questio.
Did you use your scholarship to pay or it? she cotiued
i a liltig toe as we walked alog, pushig agaist the small
throg o other studets i the hallway. You kow, my dad gies
a lot o our moey to those. So, like, my amilys sort o makig it
possible or you to be here.
My stomach cleched as she spoke, my cheeks fushed,ad tears pricked the back o my throat. I couldt look at her.
It wast a secret that Max ad I were scholarship studets ad
that my mom sometimes sered meals to the rich parets o the
kids i our classes whe they wet to the restaurat where she
worked. Max was too little to uderstad what people sometimes
said about us, but I wast. I also uderstood that haig a lot o
moey didt just gie you ice thigs, it gae you power. Whit-
ey uderstood this, too.
Maybe you should say thak you, Whitey said whe I
didt respod.
I couldt speak. I I did, I might hae cried, ad that would
just hae gie her aother thig to mock.
Hey, Whitey, Bree said, steppig i to sae me. Maybeyou should go make yoursel useul ad throw up your luch. I
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briefy twisted ito a ugly seer, but she kept her eyes o me.
You should thik about tryig out or the dace team, she said.
Maybe Mrs. McClai will eel sorry or you as a underprivileged
studet ad let you joi.
Her gaggle o rieds tittered at this, my eyes blurred, ad
Bree grabbed me by the arm. Cmo. Lets get to class.
Leaig Whitey ad her rieds behid us, I let Bree lead me
past the ew remaiig lockers beore Mr. Taers room, swal-
lowig hard to make sure ay remats o my tears were goe.
Thaks, I said as we slid ito our seats ext to each other.
Bree smiled, the pushed her glasses back up to the bridge
o her ose. Shes a total bitch, so dot liste to her, all right?
I odded but still elt the stig o Whiteys words itchig
beeath my ski. It wast like we were poor; my parets paid or
some o our tuitio, just ot all o it. The oe thig my mom addad still agreed o was Max ad me gettig the best educatio we
could, ad Seattle Academy was the best.
Youre ot goingto try out or dace team, are you? Bree
asked.
I shook my head ad gae her a closed-lipped smile. My
mom loed to daceshed bee a cheerleader i high school,
ad it would hae made her happy i I did try out, but I kew
that gettig o the team would mea Id be away rom the house
more ad Max would hae to deal with Mama o his ow. He
was too youg to hadle oe o her cryig sessios whe I wast
there. Ee i Id wated to joi, it just wast a optio.
I took a couple o deep breaths, the tesio i my body re-
laxig just eough to let me pay attetio whe Mr. Taer toldus to settle dow ad bega his lecture o womes surage.
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whoeer had called, ad hug up. Oly the rot oce used that
phoe, so I wodered who had doe somethig bad eough to
iterrupt class.
Aa? Mr. Taer said, ad my belly immediately fip-
fopped. You eed to get your thigs rom your locker ad head
to the oce, okay?
I sighed. Is it Max? That little monster. Mamas going to be
pissed if he got in trouble.
Mr. Taer pressed his lips together ad gae his head a quick
shake. Bree shot me a questioig look, ad I shrugged slightly,
the closed up my older. Eery eye i the room was o me, ad I
elt my ace gettig warm agai. A ew whispers started, but Mr.
Taer shushed them. I slowly put o my jacket ad took careul,
deliberate steps toward the rot o the room. I stopped i rot
o Mr. Taers desk, searchig his ace or some kid o clue, butthere was othig there. Is eerythig all right? I asked him,
ad he held my gaze or a momet beore droppig it to the foor.
You just eed to go to the oce, he repeated, so I walked
out the door ad made my way aloe dow the log, quiet hall.
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Cover photograph: Burin Esin/Getty ImagesCover design: Allison Colpoys
Thirty-six-year-old Grace McAllister never longed for
children. But when she meets Victor Hansen, a handsome,
charismatic divorced restaurateur who is father to Max andAva, Grace decides that, for the right man, she could learn
to be an excellent part-time stepmum. After all, the kids
live with their mother, Kelli. How hard could it be?
At thirteen, Ava Hansen is mature beyond her years.
Since her parents divorce, she has been taking care
of her emotionally unstable mother and her little brother
she pays the bills, does the laundry, and never complainsbecause she loves her mama more than anyone. And while
her fathers new girlfriend is nice enough, Ava still holds
out hope that her parents will get back together and that
theyll be a family again. But only days after Victor and
Grace get engaged, Kelli dies suddenly under mysterious
circumstancesand soon, Grace and Ava discover that there
was much more to Kellis life than either ever knew.
Narrated by Grace, Ava and Kelli, Heart Like Mine
is a poignant, hopeful portrait of womanhood,
love, and the challenges and joys of family life.
AMY
HATVANY