My Son Died, but My 5-Year-Old Daughter Said She Saw Him in the Neighbor’s Window – When I Knocked at Their Door, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

Now, Ethan and Ella are all I have left, and even when it hurts just to exist, I remind myself that I have to hold on for them. But a week ago, things began to change.

It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon. Ella was at the kitchen table, coloring with her crayons while I stood at the sink, pretending to wash dishes I’d already cleaned twice.

“Mom,” she said suddenly, her voice light and casual, “I saw Lucas in the window.”

“What window, sweetheart?” I asked, looking at her with wide eyes.

She pointed toward the house across the street.

The pale-yellow one with the peeling shutters and the curtains that never seemed to move.

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