A look that made my stomach tighten. In that instant, I realized they already knew something I didn’t.
I knelt beside them. “You’re coming home with me,” I said softly.
Arthur let out a quiet laugh. “Perfect. That solves my problem.”
He never hugged his daughters goodbye. He never kissed their foreheads. He never asked whether they had clothes, medicine, or even a place to sleep. He simply turned his back and walked toward a white van waiting outside the cemetery gates. Inside sat a young woman wearing oversized dark sunglasses. She smiled the moment she saw him approaching. He climbed in beside her. The van drove away, and he never looked back…
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