I thought I was marrying into a family that had already survived its worst tragedy. Then, one small comment from my boyfriend Daniel’s oldest daughter made me realize something was very odd inside that house. When I started dating Daniel, he told me something that almost scared me off completely on the second date. “I have two daughters,” he said. “Grace is six. Emily is four. Their mom died three years ago.” He said it calmly, but I heard the strain in his voice. I reached across the table. “Thank you for telling me.” The girls were easy to love....
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