Maybe Noah had imagined everything.
Maybe children sometimes see things adults can’t understand.
Or maybe—just maybe—
an older brother had found a way to check on the little brother he loved most.
I don’t know what Noah saw that day on the playground.
But I do know this.
That night…
for the first time since the accident…
I finally stopped crying.
And somewhere down the hall, Noah was sleeping peacefully.
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Note: This story is fictional and written for storytelling purposes.
