BlakeOpening the box that I had pulled out, I find a few things I recognize. I'm absolutely not an expert in makeup, but I know that some blush, an eyeshadow palette and a tube of lipstick will absolutely make my daughter's day.The box still smells like my late wife's perfume, but instead of the anger and rage I'd felt when I packed these boxes, I feel nothing except a twinge of sadness. What my wife had done had been unforgivable, but I don't care about that nearly as much as I care about her loss and the profound impact it has had on our daughter. Even if we’d divorced, if she was in our daughter's life, things would be better.I close the box up, set it on top of the stack and pull the sheet back over the evidence that I’m still holding on to the past. With the makeup in hand, I head toward my daughter's room and give a quick knock.She smiles up at me, telling me to come in, and I offer her the things I’d brought. “Do you want my help?” After listening to Thea give her options,
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