Six hours later, we drove to the coast.
No one spoke.
Until we stopped in front of a blue house.
I knocked.
Three times.
A woman opened the door.
Older.
Tired.
But her eyes…
“Laura?” I whispered.
She broke instantly.
“You found us…”
Behind her, three women appeared.
Confused.
Alive.
“Mom… who is this?”
Laura turned.
“Girls… this is your father.”
Silence.
Then everything broke at once.
“I don’t remember everything,” she cried. “After the accident… I lost myself… I thought I lost all of you…”
Adam stepped forward.
“Mom?”
She collapsed into his arms.
“My boys…”
And for the first time in twenty years…
We were whole again.
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