A Painting at the Gallery Looked Exactly Like My Daughter – But When I Met the Artist, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

know about this? Did you know Elaine wanted her renamed?”

Patrick shook his head.

“She was erasing Lily again,” I said. “And you let her.”

Elaine stepped forward.

“I wasn’t erasing your daughter. I was preventing my daughter from living in Lily’s shadow.”

Nova’s voice cracked.

“I wasn’t in her shadow, Mom. I never was. I was with her.”

Patrick stared at Nova continue reading …