I Raised My Brother’s Triplet Daughters for 22 Years—At Their College Graduation, They Called Their Father’s Name and I Fell to My Knees
Maybe that is all fatherhood ever was for me.
Not twenty-two years at once.
Just a long chain of mornings where I did not leave.
At graduation, I thought the girls were about to publicly honor Lucas.
For a few seconds, I felt something ugly.
Jealousy.
Hurt.
Fear.
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