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“To never open them and love him anyway.”
She nods, cupping my cheek in her hand. “Our pasts shouldn’t define us, Connie. They might leave a lasting mark and memories that scar us, but in the end we can only ever really live in the moment. We can only trust in our instincts and what we know to be true about the people we love. You need to live now.Bothof you. Otherwise, what’s the point of any of this?”
“But what about the things he’s done?”
“He’s agoodman, Connie.”
“And the curse?”
“I don’t know what the future holds for you, Connie, or for Malakai. What I do know is that you aren’t alive without him and by the looks of this letter, he’s not alive without you. This half-life you’re living isn’t something I want for you. I was wrong to push him away. If Malakai hadn’t returned, if he hadn’t come back that night, we would all be dead. That has to mean something. Itmust.”
“It does. It means everything, Grandma.”
“Then do what your heart says. Call him home, Connie. Call him home.”
I place the leather notebook back in the box and settle the conch shell back on top of them. Folding the flaps back over, I take my grandma’s hands in mine, a feeling of peace settling over me. “I’m not going to call Malakai home, Grandma. I’m going tobringhim home.”
Grandma Silva smiles, her tears welling. “That’s my girl,” she says, pulling me into her arms and squeezing tight.
