Sandra L Hyk

The Writer and My Dad the Shamus Sandra L Hyk

My Dearest Child, I wish it were possible for me to be there with you; becoming your father meant everything to me. But this is not going to happen. Your mother does promise that you will get this letter when she feels you are old enough to read and understand it. I don't have the words to express how much I will miss not being a part of your life. I know with your mother's guiding hand, you will grow into the adult any parent will be proud of. I am taking the only way I know how at this time to try and give you some explanation. If you ever get in a jam or your back is against the wall, and I don't know if this will help or hurt, but if you ever do, look for Jenny. She might have the answer. I love you. Dad