Gentle Hearts
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Chapter 4: The Photograph
IT WAS TIME. I brought the photograph out from where I’d put it away when Sophie first fell ill. Sophie and young Erin, hand-in-hand, in the garden of the little beach house we rented so many summers ago, soft sunlight on the leaves of the tree behind them and in their hair.
Erin, behind me, put her arms around my middle. She kissed my cheek and rested her chin on my shoulder. Her voice was a whisper, but I heard her words and they filled my heart.
“I love you, Dad. I love Mom, too.”
On the sofa, Diana smiled through her tears. I turned the frame so it was easy to read the title I’d penciled in under the image.
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