I never actually realized how much I loved my son until that night. The night of the accident. We were driving on a highway, singing along to our favorite song on the radio, getting back home from an awesome vacation. You could probably say we’re a perfect family, the three of us —my wife Martha, our son Jack and me. None of us have an ear for music, but we still love singing and dancing.

So, like I said, we were speeding along the road, happy and carefree for once. It was late evening, but the sky was still pretty bright, and the air was crisp and clear. I was behind the wheel, my wife sat beside me, and Jack was in the back seat behind her. I never noticed that jeep. The man who was driving it said he hadn’t seen us either, but… I don’t know what to think.

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