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I HEARD MY DAUGHTER WHISPER 'I MISS YOU, DAD' INTO THE LANDLINE – BUT I BURIED HER FATHER 18 YEARS AGO

My husband died soon after the birth of our daughter Susie, who's 18 now. One evening, I passed by the hallway and heard her on the landline whispering:

"OKAY, DAD, I MISS YOU TOO."


I stopped cold. She noticed me and quickly hung up.

"Who were you talking to?"

"No one. Wrong number," she said.

Later that night, curiosity ate me up, so I checked our landline call log — the number she dialed wasn't familiar.

I dialed it.

There were a few rings… and then breathing on the other end. The words made my stomach twist:

"SUSIE, I WAS STARTING TO THINK YOU WOULDN'T CALL AGAIN TONIGHT."

The words slammed into me. I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't think.

My mouth moved before my mind caught up.

"Who is this?" I asked. The dread tasted metallic and bitter on my tongue...

I Heard My Daughter Whisper ‘I Miss You, Dad’ into the Landline – but I Buried Her Father 18 Years Ago


When Allie hears her daughter whisper “I miss you, Dad” into the landline, she is so surprising. Her husband has passed away for 18 years, or so she thought. As upset truths unravel, Allie is forced to face the past and the lie that changed their entire lives.

My husband passed away when our daughter, Susie, was just two weeks old.
A car accident. Sudden, brutal, and senseless. One minute, Charles was kissing my forehead as he left for a quick grocery run. The next, I was clutching a police officer’s hand, struggling to process words that didn’t make sense.

He was gone. Just like that.
I was 23. I held a newborn in my arms who needed more than my broken self could offer. That’s when Diane, Charles’s mother, stepped in.

I never saw his body.

I told myself that it didn’t matter. D3ad was d3ad, right?

Eighteen years passed. And somehow, I survived them.

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Susie grew up kind. She was sensitive in ways that sometimes broke me. She had Charles’s eyes, those soft brown eyes, always searching the world.


As she grew older, her questions came like whispers in the night.
“What was Dad like?” she’d say.
I told her about his awful dad jokes that made me roll my eyes. Photos of his boyish grin.
She accepted them, but I could feel the space behind her eyes. The space where real knowing should have lived.

It happened on an ordinary Tuesday evening. I was walking past the hallway when I heard Susie’s voice. It was low, tender, and she was whispering through the landline.

“Okay… I miss you too, Dad.”

My entire body froze.

Dad. Dad?!

“Who were you talking to?” I asked carefully.
She wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“Wrong number,” she whispered
Wrong number? No. Not that soft tone. Not Dad.

The landline’s call log wasn’t hard to access. There it was. A number I didn’t recognize.
I stared at it for a long time before dialing.
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“Susie,” the voice murmured.

“I was starting to think you wouldn’t call again tonight.”
I couldn’t think.
“Who is this?” I asked.
Silence followed. Thick and deliberate.
Click.

The line went d3ad.


The next morning, after a night of pacing and imagining every horrifying scenario, I confronted Susie at breakfast.
“Sit down,” I said.

“I heard what you said yesterday,” my voice shook despite my best efforts. “Please, sweetheart. No more lies.”
Minutes later, she returned clutching a pale, creased envelope.
I opened it slowly. Charles.
“My name is Charles. If you’re reading this, it means I’ve finally built the courage to reach out. I’m your father.”
“I’ve been following your life from a distance. I panicked when you were born. I wasn’t ready. My mother helped me disappear. I thought I was doing the right thing. I see now that I was wrong. I’d like to talk. If you want to.

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