Thank you for your generous heart in life and in death. Thank you for saving these precious girls. Your heart still beats. Your legacy still grows.
Your father still loves you. ”
Across town, Sophia lay in bed, hand over her heart, feeling its steady rhythm. She thought about the man who’d given her this gift. About the father who’d found them at the grave and become their grandfather.
“Thank you, Matthew,” she whispered. “I promise I’ll make it count. ”
Matthew’s heart beat steadily in her chest, carrying love forward into the future.