Seven Years After My Daughter’s Funeral, I Followed Her Husband to a Rehabilitation Center—And Saw a Woman I Thought Was Dead

“I saw Melissa yesterday at Havenwood Rehabilitation.”

She looked up.

I continued.

“She’s alive.”

For a moment, Lena remained still.

Then she picked up the telephone.

She arranged access to the archived file and asked me to complete a formal request.

I read the form carefully.