SHE TEXTED ME ABOUT COFFEE THAT MORNING—AND NEVER CAME HOME
It was a Tuesday—I remember that clearly. Our youngest, Liora, had gym class and couldn’t find her sneakers. The morning was the usual mix of rushed, loud, and chaotic—nothing out of the ordinary. At 9:02 a.m., my wife, Danica, texted me: “Want me to grab you a coffee?” Just like that. No hearts. No emojis….
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