My Daughter Died Two Years Ago – Last Week the School Called to Say She Was in the Principal’s Office

“Okay, thanks for your time,” I said.

“I assumed you were aware.”

I walked out of that office knowing one thing for certain.

I didn’t go back to Melissa’s right away. I needed to hear from him. Before leaving, I called Neil and demanded that he meet me at our house. I didn’t wait for his response.

***

When I walked into the house, Neil was pacing the living room. “Where is she?”

“Safe.”

He ran a hand through his hair.

I didn’t wait for his response.

“So why is our daughter alive when she’s supposed to be dead?” I asked calmly. “Don’t lie to me. I already spoke to Dr. Peterson.”