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

Patrick brought Lily’s boxes to my house.

Inside were drawings, photos, birthday cards, and a bracelet with L + N in tiny beads.

Nova touched one photo gently.

“She laughed right after this.”

“What happened?” I asked.

“I slipped in mud.”

“Lily laughed?”

“Then she fell on purpose so I wouldn’t feel dumb.”

I smiled through tears.

“That sounds like her.”

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