Despite her town’s name, Essie Miracle knows that life isn’t always pleasant. But she and her father embrace each day for all it can be and make the most of life. This remarkable, talented, abeit small, family is living proof that God’s tiniest miracles can blossom into wonderful creations.”

The article also included a picture of me recieving my award at the assembly,
one when I was a baby, and one with my father and I.

I thought after reading it, Dad would forget all about his mysterious friend and me going away for the summer.

And for a while, he did seem to forget.

We didn’t talk about it, and it seemed as if everything was back to normal.

Then again, we were never normal, but that was just another thing that made our family special.

The months went by, I enjoyed the company of my friends, including McKenna and January.

My father and I went on as if nothing had ever happened.

Then, it was April.
That was when the letter came.