Henry's POV
I left the prison and let the driver bring me home while I thought of Kenny and our time together in the room with the double bed.
When I stepped out of the car, I found Sarah running to me. I lifted her up when she came to hug me.
"Are you happy, Daddy?" She asked, rubbing her head against my cheek.
"What makes you think that?" I asked her as we walked into the house.
"Because you are grinning." She giggled.
"Am I?"
"Are you playing with your daughter?" Kenny's grandma asked me sarcastically, sitting on the couch in the spacious living room while holding two knitting needles in her hands, as if she wanted to use them to stab someone.
