“I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure they are happy.”

“That’s exactly what Claire would have wanted,” I said.

He nodded, a single tear slipping down his cheek.

“I know,” he said.

“It took me too long to realize it, but I know now.”

Three days later, the moving trucks arrived.

The large, high-tech mansion was filled with brown cardboard boxes and rolls of bubble wrap.

The server room in the basement had been completely cleared out.

The hard drives containing Claire’s digital legacy were locked in a secure steel case, scheduled to be archived in a private vault.

Nathan stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the empty living room, holding a single folder.

“It’s done,” he said as I walked up beside him.

“The board accepted my resignation.”

“The public announcement goes out tomorrow.”

“How do you feel?” I asked.

“Lighter,” he said, looking out at the snow-covered valley.

“Like a weight has been lifted off my chest.”

“I don’t have to carry the future of technology on my shoulders anymore.”

“I just have to be a dad.”