My Daughter Died Two Years Ago—Then Last Week, Her School Called and Said She Was Sitting in the Principal’s Office

was still racing.

She opened the front door and froze.

Then she gasped.

Grace stepped toward her.

“Aunt Melissa?”

Melissa covered her mouth before embracing her tightly.

“It’s really you,” she cried.

We went inside and closed the door.

“I don’t know everything yet,” I told her. “But I think Neil’s been lying to me.”

Melissa’s face changed immediately.

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