Jack and his daughter. Lilly and her mother.
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The keyboard responds more easily as I pluck at them this time. It's funny how I divulge secret parts of my life to these tiny letters yet keep them far from people. I'm sure my computer monitor screen can see the wide smile across my face as I type away. The letters on my keyboard lie there in anticipation, waiting for my story to unfold itself. The same anticipation fills my soul to put words to the events that have changed my life. Whether it is for the better or worse I've yet to find out. What I do know is that these momentous incidents will not be forgotten. They were as much unexpected as they were dangerous. And to be completely honest, I do have my fears of what is still to be discovered and experienced. I doubt very much that
