“James.” Alex sighed. “There is nothing to forgive. We all did what we had to do to survive.”
“It’s done,” Gideon said gruffly. “It’s in the past. You can’t help it if you’re as dunce as a sheep.”
James sighed; Alex grinned.
“Come on,” Gideon said. “I have some investment opportunities that just might make you rich.”
They started toward their families. The women were already in deep discussion, and Eleanor had been accepted quickly into the fold. She practically glowed. James realized in that moment that everything was going to be all right.
“Not me.” He grinned. “My wife. She’s smart as a whip, and has already made Alex quite wealthy.”
“Lucky bastard,” James said with a grin.
Alex slapped him on his back. “We are, aren’t we? All of us.”
James glanced toward the women, meeting Ellie’s gaze. The warmth he felt overwhelmed him. He pressed his hand to his heart, hoping the tightness never faded. “Indeed.”
Alex and Gideon were not reminders of his past, they were here to remind him of where he had come from and how much he had changed for the better.
The three of them were a reminder that anything was possible if one believed.
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