My Dead Wife Called Me for Help

To earn medical expenses for my six-year-old autistic son, my wife Anna took on the high-risk job of river dredging through my brother Brandon's introduction.

During a flood season, she and my brother accidentally fell into the water and drowned.

Three months after they left, my son also died from prolonged refusal to eat and stress-induced exhaustion.

To prevent others from repeating my son's tragedy, I took care of my wife's parents while burying myself in study.