photograph of Sofia and crying because she missed her mother. Claire coldly told her that Sofia was dead and crying would never change it.
Maria appeared seconds later and knelt beside Lily. She told my daughter she was allowed to miss her mother every day for the rest of her life. That moment made something inside me break because I had spent weeks wondering whether Maria was becoming too important to my daughters. The truth was the opposite. She had become important because she was the one making them feel
