Toby, Wade’s older brother, was the one there. At the moment when he took a step forward, everyone turned their heads to look at him. His remarks caused pain.
“Take a bow, you! While wearing a white outfit and acting as if Wade had never been there. Your presence here is a cause for celebration while my brother is away!
Then, with a forceful voice, she grabbed a tiny projector that she had brought with her and exclaimed, “You ALL need to see this!”
There was a screen behind us that lit up as she connected her phone to the device. A slideshow of old photographs of the family was launched. Images of Wade holding our children, laughing with me at the beach, and dancing in the kitchen were presented to me, and at first I didn’t take them seriously.
After that, photographs that I had never seen before appeared. Wade was in a park with a woman whom I was not familiar with. The next thing I saw was him cradling a baby that I was unfamiliar with.
First, there was a video. It’s Wade. Communicating with the camera.
Feeling anxious. “I guess the truth has been revealed,” he said with a shaking voice, “if you are watching this.” It’s possible that’s fine. Still, if it did… I am truly sorry.
My legs were on the verge of giving out. This video was paused by Suki. She went on to say, “You all think Mom forgot about him.” But you have no idea what she was willing to forgive.
Although he was a decent man, Dad was not without his flaws. Is that woman in the photographs? Vada is her given name.
Who is that infant? She is known as Aunt Kyla. People let out a gasp.
And she did so with a respectful attitude. It would be irresponsible of you to judge her for moving on. I turned my attention to Toby.
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