Anne Moore
I’ve been at the hospital with Cloe for ten days now, and during this time, Andrew hasn’t left. He’s been here the entire time, taking care of both me and her. I’m touched by how well he and Cloe have gotten along. Cloe shows him how good she is at math and drawing, and he’s impressed because he’s quite skilled in those areas too.
I don’t know if it’s because they’re father and daughter, but the connection they share is incredible to witness. In these ten days with Andrew, I’ve seen how much Cloe resembles him, especially in the way she sleeps.
Andrew has fallen asleep several times during the night, and I’ve always covered him up, watching his expression. Each time, I’m reminded of the night we slept next to each other. But then, I remember how he spoke to me at the company,
