After our son di3d, we adopted a little girl — one evening, she noticed a photo of him, stared at it, and suddenly said, “I know him. He told me not to forget him.”

He took it out of this house on the eighteenth of December, 2022, and he gave it to a three-year-old on a verge on the Ferndown road, and she carried it round a children’s home for three years without knowing what it was.

And in the October of 2025 she brought it back in through my front door.

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