Two Weeks After Our Baby Died, My 8-Year-Old Whispered, “Mom, She Isn’t Gone—I Saw What Daddy Did at the Hospital”
I needed the room to belong to my grief.
He accepted that.
Good.
PART 20 — TOBY DESERVES THE TRUTH
The next morning, Lucas asked:
“When should we talk to him?”
“Today.”
“Should we tell him everything?”
“Age-appropriate.”
He nodded.
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