The Door to Nowhere: Part 2 By Christopher Waltz I didn’t open the door that night. I couldn’t. I wanted nothing more than to find the right key on the ring my boss had given me and fling the door open to find my son waiting for me on the other side, but in the back of my mind, I knew that wasn’t possible. My son had been dead for months, and after a few short moments of deep contemplation, I reminded myself of that. I reminded myself that there was no way I had heard Colton’s voice, because he was dead . A piece of information I should also divulge is that a week before hearing the scratching at the door and the small, scared voice saying, “Daddy?” I had started seeing a therapist. Not because I was having hard time believing Colton had died, but because I had started having thoughts of ending my own suffering. Judge all you want, but my wife had left me, I’d lost my job, and my son had been mowed down by a reckless driver while playing on the monkey bars at his eleme...
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