I Buried My Son 10 Years Ago – When I Saw My New Neighbors' Son, I Could Have Sworn He Looked like Mine Would If He Were Alive Today
"What does that mean?"
He covered his face with both hands. When he finally looked up, his eyes were red.
"I thought I buried this secret along with our son. I wanted to protect you from everything, but you need to know the truth."
"What truth? Carl, what are you talking about? What secret did you bury with Daniel?"
"I thought this was buried."
"Not Daniel, exactly. Yes, I thought when he died that I didn't need to hold it anymore, that… that I could seal all the heartache away…"
Carl broke off then and let out a heart-wrenching sob.
I stared at him. In all our time together, I'd never once seen Carl cry. But his tears weren't the main reason for the scream I felt building in my throat.
Because if he wasn't talking about Daniel, then there was only one other possibility.
