From that day on, things changed. No more whispers, no more suspicion. Veterans stopped by their booth to chat. Workers greeted them with smiles. Lily had a safe place where she belonged, with her Uncle Bear beside her.
And every week, Bear told her another story about her father—not about prison or pain, but about bravery and love. Stories that would carry her until the day her dad came home.
“He might,” Bear admitted. “But his love for you won’t change. That’s forever.”
“Like your promise?”
He held out his pinky. “Like my promise.”
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