I buried my son ten years ago – when I saw my new neighbors’ boy, I was certain he looked exactly like mine would have if he were still alive today.

have the heart for it.

So, Carl and I turned into quiet people in a quiet house, and mostly that was okay.

Then the moving truck showed up next door.

Carl and I turned into quiet people in a quiet house.

Carl watched the truck pull into the driveway from the front window, arms folded, and said, “Looks like we’ve got neighbors again.”

I nodded from the kitchen continue reading …