Linda’s face turned white.
“Where did you get this?” she barely managed to whisper.
And when Amy answered, Linda collapsed to her knees in front of all our guests.
Nobody could have imagined that my twelve-year-old daughter had been keeping something for all those years that could change our entire family’s life.
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Linda was on her knees, while Amy stood in front of her, holding her phone.
The guests in our backyard had fallen silent. I walked toward my daughter.
“Amy, what’s going on, sweetheart?”
“Dad, I want Mom to see how we’ve lived without her.”
There was an old video playing on the phone.
At first, I couldn’t understand what I was looking at. Then I recognized our living room.
The video had been recorded ten years earlier, on the day Linda left.
Our oldest son, Jake, appeared on the screen. He was holding two-year-old Amy, who was crying.
