Visitation Day

A few days later, it was his scheduled visitation day.

Normally, I would drop our son off at his house.

But this time was different.

Instead of arriving with just my son, I carried something else with me.

A large, heavy case.

When he opened the door, he looked curious — almost excited.

“What’s that?” he asked, pointing to the case.

I smiled slightly.

“You’ll see.”

The Moment the Smile Disappeared

He carried the case inside and set it on the table.

His daughter stood nearby, watching with curiosity.

He unlatched the clips slowly.

For a second, it seemed like he expected something fun inside.

Maybe toys.

Maybe gifts.

But when he lifted the lid…

His smile disappeared instantly.