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My Daughter Wouldn’t Speak to Me for Years, Until I Found the Birthday Card She Never Sent

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Small and round, with two candles shaped like a 4 and a 7 stuck right in the center. I didn’t even like cake anymore.

Brad walked over and lit the candles. The little flames flickered, dancing like they were trying to cheer me up.

“Go ahead,” he said, giving me a small smile. But I could see it in his eyes.

He was watching me closely, checking for cracks. I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t.

I shook my head and looked at the empty chair across from me. It stared back, cold and silent.

Karen hadn’t sat there in two years. Two long years of silence. No calls. No texts. No birthday wishes.

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

Nothing. It was like she had disappeared, and I wasn’t allowed to miss her out loud.

I took a deep breath—one of those breaths that starts in your stomach and hurts by the time it reaches your chest.

Then I reached for my phone. Her contact still read “My Baby Girl.” I never changed it.

I called.

The phone rang and rang. It echoed in my ear like footsteps down a hallway that never ended. Then the call dropped.

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