My daughter was mocked for standing alone at the father-daughter dance — until a group of Marines walked into the gym.

If you don’t have a father —”

“My daughter has a father,” I cut in. “He gave his life defending this country.”

Cassidy blinked, caught off guard. The other moms shifted, suddenly fascinated by their bracelets and phones.

The music changed again, this time it was one of Keith’s favorite oldies, the one he and Katie used to dance to in the living room.continue reading …