When grief enters a family, it often arrives like a storm—sudden, merciless, and disorienting. For Margaret, losing her son was devastating, but watching her daughter-in-law navigate life alone afterward was equally painful. They had always been close, but now Margaret felt deeply responsible for the young woman who had been left with no immediate family of her own.
One evening, the phone rang. It was her daughter-in-law, her voice trembling with confusion.
“There’s something strange happening at work,” she said.
She explained that, for the third time that month, she had walked to her car after her evening shift to find a plastic bottle wedged tightly between her tire and wheel well. She had brushed it off as a prank the first time, a coincidence the second. But now? She was scared.
Margaret listened carefully, her heart tightening. Something about this felt wrong—very wrong.
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