Isla was 6. Madison was 8. And both were missing someone the world could never replace—their dad.
Since Brian passed away, the laughter in the house had quieted. No more midnight cookie raids, no more silly dance battles, and no more daddy-daughter trips that ended in hugs and candy.
Life without Daddy felt… empty.
Brian had been their world. Their biggest cheerleader. “You spoil them too much,” Linda used to say with a smile. And he’d grin back, “I’ll spoil them for the rest of my life.” He meant every word.
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