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Chapter 8 - My Sons Asked Why I Had Been Gone for Four Years, and Their Innocent Question Broke Me More Than Any Courtroom Ever CouldOne night, Eli asked:

“Dad?”

“Yes?”

“Why didn't you come before?”

I couldn't lie.

“I didn't know.”

He thought about it.

“Why?”

“Because I wasn't listening.”

He nodded.

“That's sad.”

“Yes.”

“Were you scared?”

“Yes.”

“Of what?”

“Losing everything.”

He looked at me.

“You lost us.”

I felt my throat close.

“Yes.”

He reached for my hand.

“But you found us.”

I smiled through tears.

“Yes.”

He hugged me.

“Good.”

I realized children didn't need perfect parents.

They needed honest ones.

I promised all three boys I would never disappear again.

May you like

They held me to it.

Every day.

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