Chapter 19 - Looking Forward to a Fearless Future
On a warm Saturday afternoon, Chloe and I walked along the sandy New England coastline collecting smooth sea glass.
The ocean waves crashed gently against the shore, washing away old footprints in the sand just as time washed away old pain.
She held up a bright blue piece of glass, running over to show me with an excited, beaming smile.
“Look what I found, Dad! It’s the color of the ocean!” she cheered, dropping it safely into my palm.
“It’s beautiful, kiddo. Just like you,” I smiled, lifting her up onto my shoulders as we walked back toward our home.
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We had survived the darkest storm imaginable because she had the courage to send one simple, desperate text message.
And I had the courage to answer it without hesitation, walking into her room and tearing down the walls of family secrets.
