That evening, Alan placed the maple box in the center of the living room as his daughters gathered quietly around it. The room was filled with nervous anticipation and unanswered questions. One by one, Chloe, Linzie, and Ivy carefully opened the envelopes that had waited an entire decade to be read. Each letter contained words so personal and encouraging that it seemed impossible Cleo had written them before ever meeting her daughters. Yet every sentence reflected the women each girl had naturally become.
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