My mother-in-law shaved my head while I slept on the very night the United States Army promoted me into one of the most important commands of my career.

Price approached me quietly. “Colonel, is there any part of the house your husband or his mother was especially protective of?”

I thought about it.

The office had always been Ryan’s territory, but he had invited me in when he wanted to perform importance. The garage was cluttered, but not sacred. Linda disliked the basement because it was “damp,” though continue reading …