To his right, he props up a small blackboard, on which we can dimly make out a chalk message: "I love Daddy," it reads.

Gisselle had been right: Daphne despised the sight of us more than she had loved Daddy.

Roanna loved riding almost as much as she had loved Mama and Daddy.

Lethe knew Auntie Blue loved Daddy, but she sometimes had a hard time controlling the Other.

It was Mother - she didn't love Daddy and she didn't love me.

She's mad at Mommy, she loves Daddy.

Gary, I love my husband," she said, "and I loved Daddy.

"But I do love you, Daddy," Katie said when she finally raised her head.

Instead, the boy looked up at White and said, "I love Daddy."

I love you, my kind and beautiful Daddy.