He stood inside your child's room, or at least was your child's room. He looked down at the crayons and the paper they had drawn on.

Your child had passed away a few days ago from SIDS. It was all so sudden... he didn't know how to handle it. Neither of you did.

You walked into the room and saw your husband in there. Even you would imagine your baby running around and playing like normal.

You missed hearing their laughter.

Neither of you would move your child's toys. You couldn't bare it.