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My 12-Year-Old Son Saved All Summer for a Memorial to His Friend Who Died of Cancer Then a Fire Destroyed It All

It happened on an ordinary Tuesday in April—the kind that pretends to be spring but still carries winter in its bones. Twelve-year-old Caleb, once all noise and laughter, came home from his best friend Louis’s funeral and went silent. Grief had emptied the air of everything familiar. For weeks he barely spoke, clinging to Louis’s old baseball glove…

I overheard my wife drunkenly laugh, “He’s too dumb to know I’ve been che-*-ing for years!” I stayed silent—until she came crying to my door

I wasn’t supposed to be home.   The game I’d planned to attend out of state got canceled last minute, so I figured I’d surprise my wife, Heather. After eight years of marriage, I thought a spontaneous visit would be sweet. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed her friends’ cars and heard laughter…