“He Missed Most of the Daddy-Daughter Dance—But His First Words Left the Room in Silence”
The gym was already alive with twirling dresses and warm laughter under the glow of fairy lights when I glanced at my phone again—no texts, no missed calls. Just the quiet hum of silence. Around me, daughters spun with their fathers—boots tapping, ties straightened, smiles full of pride. Even Mr. Wheeler, the janitor, was laughing …