Devastated After Burying My Wife, I Took My Son on Vacation – My Blood Ran Cold When He Said, ‘Dad, Look, Mom’s Back!’

A man holding a smartphone | Source: Unsplash

A man holding a smartphone | Source: Unsplash

I was in Seattle at that time, finalizing a significant deal for my company when my phone buzzed. It was a call from Stacey’s father.

“Abraham, there’s been an accident. Stacey… she’s gone.”

“What? No, that’s impossible. I just talked to her last night!”

“I’m so sorry, son. It happened this morning. A drunk driver…”

An older man holding a phone | Source: Midjourney

An older man holding a phone | Source: Midjourney

His words faded into a dull roar. I don’t remember the flight home, just stumbling into our empty house. Stacey’s parents had already arranged everything. The funeral was over, and I hadn’t been able to

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