My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish—When Claire Told Me Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out
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My first life began with a letter I never received.
My second began with a truth I almost wished I had never learned.
The life after that began more quietly.
One morning on the Oregon coast.
Claire sleeping inside.
Rain tapping the roof.
Coffee cooling beside me.