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

exists. Anyone could pull that information.”

As soon as I grabbed my keys from the hook by the door, Neil stepped into my path.

“Babe, you can’t go,” he pleaded, panic flashing across his face. “Please.”

“Please what, Neil?” My hands trembled, but my voice remained steady. “If she’s dead, why are you afraid of a ghost unless she isn’t one?”

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