Kevin never imagined his life would unravel in a single phone call. But one ordinary Tuesday, during a routine day at work, his five-year-old daughter phoned him in tears. His wife, Laurel, was gone.
He picked up the phone expecting to hear his wife’s voice, but instead, a small, shaky voice said, “Daddy?”
It was Alice.
“Why are you calling, sweetheart? Where’s Mommy?”
“She left,” Alice replied quietly. “She took her big suitcase… the one Buddy likes. She hugged me tight and told me to wait for you.”
Kevin’s heart dropped.
He rushed home to find Alice alone, hugging her stuffed rabbit on the couch. The house was still, almost too still. That’s when he saw the envelope with his name on it, resting on the kitchen counter.
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