On the morning of her father’s funeral, Hazel stood in the kitchen holding a cup of coffee that had already gone cold. She scrolled through photos on her phone, most of them showing her father proudly standing beside his beloved Shelby car. He had spent decades restoring it piece by piece, and for him it was far more than a…
On the morning of her father’s funeral, Hazel stood in the kitchen holding a cup of coffee that had already gone cold. She scrolled through photos on her phone, most of them showing her father proudly standing beside his beloved Shelby car. He had spent decades restoring it piece by piece, and for him it was far more than a vehicle—it was a passion and a reminder of the memories they shared. Driving the Shelby to the funeral that morning felt like bringing a part of him along for the final goodbye.
