her mother had recently died from getting hit by a car in the late summer, And I had the task of picking her up from summer camp.

I parked the car along the tall trees and took a deep breath, resting my black hat against my chest as my nervous hazel eyes scanned among the little girls who giggled and frolicked about the camp, searching for my little girl.

The sound of childish giggling filled my ears, until my eyes finally rested upon my stepdaughter.