A Boy’s Summer of Grief, a Fire’s Cruel Twist, and a Town’s Unshakable Love
The night my 12-year-old son returned from his best friend’s funeral, our apartment felt heavier than stone. Caleb didn’t slam his backpack onto the floor, didn’t mutter about homework, didn’t even ask for food. Instead, he disappeared into his room, shut the door, and stayed silent for hours. When I finally looked in, he was…