My Son Was Gone, but My Little Daughter Swore She Saw Him in the Neighbor’s Window — When I Knocked, the Truth Left Me Speechless
A month had passed since my son, Lucas, slipped out of this world. He was only eight. One driver who wasn’t paying attention, one flash of sunlight across the road, and my boy’s life shattered in an instant. Since then, everything around me felt muted—washed in a gray fog that no amount of sunlight could…