Dear Liv, Hope this letter finds you well. Fuck, what has it been? Nine years? Ten? I guess it would be about nine since that's how old our daughter is. She found me, Liv. She wants to meet us-both of us. I thought we should make the decision together. I can come to you or you can come home. I know your momma misses you something fierce. Let me know what you decide.LincolnIt's been ten years since I left. Turned my back on my home, my family, and...