I'm cold so I imagine his arms around me... I remember his warmth. But then I remember my Ellie saying she misses me and asking me to come see her and I cry. I wish I could tell her the truth. I want to see you, Ellie! I want to hold you and kiss you and hug you. But your Dad won't let me. He thinks he is God and nothing I ever did for him was good enough. All the years I took care of you and everyone else weren't good enough. He won't let me see you again baby girl. I want to. Oh how I want to.
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