I packed three lunchboxes every morning and never missed a single school performance.
I loved my daughters more than anything and couldn’t imagine life without them.
Now, eighteen years later, I stood among hundreds of proud parents, watching my girls graduate.
Then a woman walked toward us. She lifted her face from beneath a wide-brimmed hat, and I froze.
Clarissa. She stood right in front of us. Wearing a designer dress and diamond earrings, she ignored me and turned to the girls.
“My sweet girls, you’ve grown into such beautiful young women. I finally have money now, so we can be together.
You need to understand that YOUR FATHER is the reason I left. He couldn’t give me ANYTHING.”
I stood there speechless. Lily, Nora, and Gabriella leaned together and whispered.
