As dawn broke over the pack house, the air was thick with anticipation. Jeffrey, Tim, and Sarah stood at the front door, their hearts racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. Hannah walked beside them, her demeanor composed, but her eyes sparkled with an inner triumph that she couldn’t quite hide. They were finally going to see Kenneth, the man who had once been their cornerstone, the father the children had lost too soon.
“Are you ready?” Hannah asked, glancing at Jeffrey. He nodded, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
“I just want to make sure the kids understand,” he replied, looking down at Tim and Sarah. “This is important for us.”
“We understand, Daddy!” Tim chirped, his enthusiasm contagious, while Sarah held onto his hand tightly, her small face set with determination.
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