A woman helps a single dad at the store and then notices his daughter wearing a bracelet she had buried with her own child.

Linette only wanted milk. But in the cereal aisle, she saw a man struggling with his toddler—and then noticed something chilling: the child wore her late daughter Emily’s bracelet, the one she had buried with her five years ago.

Stunned, Linette made small talk and left in a daze. Sleepless nights followed. After investigating, she discovered the funeral home had secretly stolen and sold items meant for burial—including Emily’s bracelet.

A friend helped Linette identify the man: Bob Daniels, a single dad. Linette wrote him a heartfelt letter.

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