Jack agreed. “We should reach out to her. Maybe we could invite her over for a meal?” Mrs. Peterson smiled through her tears. “That would be wonderful. I’d love to see her again and get to know the person she has grown into.”
So, Jack composed a careful email to Sarah, explaining the situation. He included photos of Elise and information about Mrs. Peterson, hoping to pique Sarah’s curiosity. He paused, his finger hovering over the send button for a long moment, before finally sending it.