The days dragged on, my mind a constant whirlwind of confusion and grief. I replayed our brief encounter in the grocery store over and over, examining every detail for some clue. It felt as though the universe was playing a cruel joke on me, reopening wounds I’d thought were healing.
Just as I was about to give up hope, a friend reached out, claiming they had seen the man and his daughter at a park nearby. With a renewed sense of purpose, I hurried to the park, desperate for answers. It was there that I saw them again, the little girl laughing on the swings as her father watched nearby.
