I Visited My Husband’s Grave Every Day – Until I Found a Shivering Girl There Holding His Photo

A soft broken sound came through the phone.

“I didn’t know how to be her mother after I lost my other daughter.

Every time I looked at Vicky, I saw what I’d lost. And then I hated myself for that.”

I closed my eyes.

“Taylor, she thinks that all your love went with her sister,” I said. “That it never came back after she passed.”

There was another pause.

Then Taylor spoke, her voice steadier now, like she was finally standing up inside herself.

“I loved Lucas, Whitney,” she said. “I know it was wrong. I know.

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