As the years went by, things grew worse. By the time Hannah had started school, you were so caught up with your work, that we would barely see you home. And when you were home, you never spent enough time with us.
One day, Hannah came to me and showed me the photo they had taken of her for the class' yearbook.
And I wondered. How could she be smiling, knowing how much we were hurting?
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