Ava continued where her sister left him, with her voice breaking.
“I promise you to have breakfast every morning, even if it’s burned. I promise you will never be asked where I am.”
Claire’s done.
“I love you more than I knew a person could love anything. Happy first birthday!”
Ava continued where her sister left off.
The auditorium blurred around me.
Then June walked up the stairs and knelt next to me. She slipped a court order framed in my hands.
“We submitted the petitions months ago,” he said. “They passed last week.”
I couldn’t read the words. My hands were too tight.
“We found what our biological father left behind. You were never our uncle,” Ava told the microphone. “You were always our father.”
She slipped a court order framed in my hands.
Claire wiped her face on stage.
“We just made the paperwork coincide with the truth.”
