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

I promise I’ll never leave.

Then stopped.

People die.

Things happen.

Better promise:

I will not choose disappearance.

That I could control.

PART 12 — WHY THE NOTEBOOK EXISTED

Partly fear.

Rebecca had died.