When Dad Became a Ghost
Language: en
Ever since my husband started staying at his late teammate's widow's house during every leave. I noticed my daughter began writing "My dad disappeared" in her essays. The teacher called to confirm. I was silent for a moment. Yes, it's been a long time. For Father's Day crafts in my daughter's class, they had to make cards for their dads. She lay at her desk, folded a paper airplane, and carefully wrote four words: "For Heaven." On parent visiting day, the walls were covered with children's essays titled "My Dad." My daughter wrote: My dad went to the neighbor lady's house. That lady…