“Are you sad that I left before, Jeremy?” “No.” His lips tremble around the word as he grabs a soldier in each hand. “I was, though.” My own voice shakes as I see my daughter through his innocent eyes. “I missed you so much that I couldn’t survive in the world without you. It became so bleak and boring. All I wanted to do was to find you.” “Then why didn’t you?” he whispers, peeking at me from beneath his lashes. “Because I have to live for both of us. I couldn’t die, baby.” “You were going to die?” His voice holds so much fear, I internally kick myself in the butt for it.
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