The Necklace That Returned With His Voice

next few months, Brenna and I kept in touch. We’d meet for coffee, swap stories, sometimes sit in silence that no longer felt empty, just full in a different way. It felt like I had gained a daughter in a way I didn’t expect. Not to replace the son I lost—but to carry forward the light I was only now beginning to understand.

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