I groan softly as sleep leaves me and I start to wake up the next morning. With my eyes still closed, a smile traces on my lips remembering David's gentle little face when he called me Daddy and how Dinah snuggled with us, my lips resting on her forehead in the middle of the night. Her soft skin against my lips and her sweet scent on my nose lulled me to sleep.
Yearning for that feeling again, I scoot my body closer towards them and drape an arm over to cuddle my wife and son but there's no one there— only cold rumpled sheets. My eyelids fly open and I jolt up, frantically looking around the room. It's empty. I feel a violent squeezing in my chest like how it felt when I woke over a year ago when Dinah left. No! No! No! No! No! This can't be happening. Not again.
The painful lump in my t
