A Widow’s Second Reckoning

For eighteen years, she wore loss like a second skin, raising her daughter in the shadow of a story that never quite fit, yet no one dared to question. A sealed casket, a crash no one fully explained, a young father mourned more in silence than in words. Then, one ordinary night, a phone call sliced through the lie, her daughter whispering, “I miss you too, Dad,” to a man who was supposed to be bur… Continues…

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