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I know you brought that letter to my house that day to return it, but I’d like to believe you were brought here by something stronger. Maybe it was fate or divine intervention. Or maybe you took one look at the photo and saw a man who needed you. And I did. To be honest, I still do. I need your stubborn will and fiery temper. I need your strength and your wisdom. I need the laughter and joy you bring to my life. Bea and I both do.
