“That’s right. Her daddy—my brother—came home broken. PTSD. A brain injury that never healed. He tried to hold on, but the nightmares were too much. His marriage collapsed. His wife moved on. He made mistakes… one bad choice that landed him in prison.”
Bear’s voice cracked slightly as he went on. “Before they took him away, he made me promise. Promise that Lily would never forget he loved her. Promise she’d hear stories about him as the hero he really was—not the broken man the world saw.”
Lily looked up from her crayons. “Daddy said Uncle Bear cried when I was born,” she said solemnly.
Bear smiled faintly. “Had something in my eye, kiddo.”
“You cried,” she insisted, grinning.
The officers handed back the papers. “We’re sorry for the misunderstanding, sir. Thank you for your service.”
But Bear wasn’t done.
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