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Chapter 8 - The Family We Chose

The next year became the happiest of my life.

Sophie learned to crawl.

Then walk.

Clara returned to pediatric nursing two days a week because she missed her patients.

Mom became an unexpectedly wonderful grandmother.

Vanessa kept working.

She moved into a modest apartment she could actually afford.

One afternoon she arrived carrying a stuffed giraffe for Sophie.

“Clearance rack,” she announced proudly.

I laughed.

“Who are you?”

She grinned.

“Someone with a budget.”

The woman who once believed affection required luxury had learned that a twelve-dollar toy could make a child equally happy.

We were becoming something different.

Not the family we had been.

The family we chose to become.

But one chair remained empty.

May you like

Dad's.

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