
My 5 y.o. son d!ed in 2020. My good friend kept telling me, “You need to move on,”
my son’s photos covering all her walls. Some of them, I couldn’t even recall sharing with her. Then, to my shock, I found some of his clothes on her sofa, alongside a box containing his shoes and socks. The whole scene felt disturbingly eerie. When I asked how she had gotten there, she told me…