She understands that what she did wasn't right and lowers her gaze.
"She's nice and feels like a mom should. At least, I think that's how it should feel."
I approach her and take her in my arms. I know that the absence of her mother has created a void that, no matter how much love I have for her, I haven't been able to fill.
"Well, maybe in the future. Don't lose hope."
I gave my brother a stern look. I'm sure he's the one putting ideas in my daughter's head after I told him I saw her.
"Stop giving me that look. The hardest part is already done. She's in the process of getting divorced, and now she'll be free to make better choices."
I glanced at the door. She walked out and sighed. Not now, but maybe in the future, there could be a chance, and I won't turn it down. But I know s
