“I did not sign up to be compared to a dead woman forever,” Amber said with a tone of bitterness.
The room went silent as Patrick looked at her with a sense of horror at what she had just admitted.
Daisy stood up and told Amber that she had hurt her many times by forgetting her and calling her selfish.
“And you let her do it,” Daisy said to her father before she walked upstairs.
Patrick sat on the stairs and admitted that he had screwed up because he did not know how to handle his grief.
“Skyla looks so much like Claire that it hurt to look at her sometimes,” he whispered.
I told him that he had punished his daughter for resembling the mother she had lost.
The court granted temporary custody to me and I began the process of moving Daisy to Tallahassee.
We packed her room and she found a birthday card from her mother, Claire, tucked inside a book.
