“She reminds me so much of you when you were younger," Brendan said.

Gail's face softened.

"I thought so, too. Do you think... If our daughter were still alive, do you think she would have looked Like Rosalynn?"

Her voice quivered with a hint of sadness and regret.

Brendan knew that his wife was once again thinking of the daughter they had lost. He drew her closer, letting his warmth bring her comfort.