Chapter 19 - The American DreamFive years after the night of the attack, Khloe stood beside the Hudson River.
The foundation had helped thousands of families.
Marcus's company had recovered and become one of the country's most respected private enterprises.
Arthur had transformed part of his fortune into philanthropic work.
And Leo was now old enough to understand that his mother had once fought very hard to protect him.
He ran toward her.
"Mom!"
Khloe opened her arms.
He crashed into them.
Marcus watched from behind, smiling.
Khloe looked across the river.
The Manhattan skyline glowed in the evening light.
She thought about the marble floor.
The broken glass.
The hospital.
The courtroom.
The storm.
The panic room.
The fear.
All of it seemed impossibly far away.
Marcus wrapped his arms around her.
"We really made it."
Khloe smiled.
"No."
She looked at her son.
"We made something better."
A family.
May you like
A home.
A future.
