I rushed outside and dug near the maple tree until my shovel hit a plastic box. Inside I found a collection of Polaroids Emily took of our family along with a heartfelt letter reminding me I was a good father. She asked me to forgive her mother and explained that Sarah secretly cried over our broken family.
My lingering anger melted into deep shame and I immediately called my ex wife to apologize. I drove to her house with Snow in the passenger seat and we finally cried together. I stitched the bear back up and keep him buckled beside me to fulfill my promise to keep driving forward.
