No one

I don't think anyone will ever understand the pain I go through when Eve asks about a daddy she doesn't have...

I keep his high school ID under on the lamp on her dresser where she can see it. So when she wants to see him she can.

The other day my sister was I. The room with her and something fell behind the dresser.

So my sister was about to pick up the dresser and Eve yells, "No, be careful my daddy is gonna fall, stop!"

Things like that are what kill me.

It doesn't get easier to remove someone that won't leave.