My 12-Year-Old Spent the Entire Summer Saving for a Memorial for His Friend Who Passed from Cancer — Then a Fire Wiped Everything Out
The day everything shifted was a Tuesday in April—a strange in-between day, too warm for spring yet not warm enough to feel right. Caleb, twelve years old and normally a walking thunderstorm of sound and motion, came home from Louis’s funeral without a single word. No backpack dropped by the door. No “What’s for dinner?”…