I saw a homeless man wearing my son’s jacket, the one that had gone missing – and I decided to follow him.

died.

I kept telling myself that while I made dinner.

I told myself that while I ate alone.

I told myself that while I washed the dishes and left his plate warming in the oven.

But when the sun went down and his room was still empty, I couldn’t ignore the fear tightening in my chest anymore.

I called his phone.

It went straight to voicemail.

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