My Neighbor Painted over the Mural My Husband Made for Our Daughter and Me – I Made Sure She Regretted It

The first time I saw it, I cried so hard I couldn’t even speak.

Robert stood beside me, gripping the fence for balance.

“Do you like it?” he asked softly.

I tried to answer, but I couldn’t.

Emma threw her arms around him. “It’s us, Daddy.”

He kissed her hair. “Yes, baby. It’s you and Mom.”

“When you miss me,” he said, “come outside.”

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