“To whoever receives my daughter’s heart: She was stubbornly kind. She loved daisies, and she never passed a stray animal without stopping to help. Please live a long, beautiful life with the light she gave you.”
Daniel’s knees buckled. He sank down onto the damp grass beside Noah, staring at the slip of paper in his hands. “I wanted so badly to thank you,” Noah said softly. “I spent months trying to figure out who she was. I didn’t mean to creep around or scare anyone. I work for a medical delivery service, that’s why I drive the blue van.”