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

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Grief makes us see things. Both of us.

She’s just a kid, Grace.”

“I know,” I said. “I know that.”

But even as I said it, my stomach tightened.