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 a Tuesday in April — a strange, in-between day, neither warm enough to be spring nor cold enough to be comfortable. My son Caleb returned home from his best friend Louis’s funeral, and for the first time in twelve years, he was silent. No heavy backpack hitting the floor, no “I’m starving”…