The call arrived without warning. “Hello? Am I speaking with Alicia Silvers?” inquired the voice on the line. “Yes? How can I assist you?” Alicia replied. “This is Officer Duncan. I regret to inform you that your husband was involved in a fatal car accident on Farm Road Highway. We found your number in his phone and need you to come and identify the body.”
Alicia was seven months into her pregnancy at that time. She experienced an unsettling feeling when John departed for a business trip that morning, yet he reassured her that everything would be alright. The overwhelming news triggered her labor. Fortunately, her neighbor, Mrs. Hall, acted swiftly by calling 911 and ensuring Alicia reached the hospital, where she delivered a premature baby boy named Edduin. Due to his early birth, he required some time in the NICU before he could be brought home.
After their discharge, Alicia assumed control of John’s business, applying her MBA expertise to manage operations while caring for her newborn. Madison, John’s secretary, proved to be an invaluable resource, recommending that Alicia work from home to be with Edduin. Although Alicia could have employed a nanny, she preferred to raise her child herself, striving to balance her professional responsibilities and motherhood from the comfort of her home.
A year went by, and life appeared to fall into a routine—until peculiar occurrences began to unfold. One morning, Alicia was awakened by Edduin’s loud cries. Hurrying to his room, she found him in distress once again, marking the second instance that week. She examined his crib, attempting to discern the source of his unhappiness but found nothing amiss. She assumed he would calm down shortly, yet his crying continued, and he appeared increasingly fatigued each day.
Worried, Alicia took him to the doctor. “He seems perpetually tired, yet he’s not ill,” she conveyed. The doctor reassured her, stating, “It’s merely a phase. Babies experience this, but it will eventually pass.” Despite this reassurance, Edduin continued to exhibit signs of exhaustion daily, yawning frequently and showing little interest in his toys.
A week later, while settling him down for a nap one afternoon, Alicia heard unusual sounds emanating from his room. It resembled laughter and movement. Alarmed, she rushed to investigate but found nothing out of the ordinary. Edduin looked back at her, calm and quiet, with no indication of what had caused the disturbance. This phenomenon recurred—laughter and movement, yet no one was present in the room.
Alicia, resolved to uncover the situation, set up a baby monitor to keep an eye on Edduin. As she observed the live feed, everything appeared normal—until she detected unexpected movement in the room. Edduin’s face lit up with a smile, prompting Alicia to worry that someone else was present. With her heart racing, she hurried to his room and swung open the door, only to be taken aback by the sight before her.
Instead of an intruder, a small, unkempt dog was circling Edduin’s crib. The dog emitted a faint whine and quickly sought refuge behind the crib upon Alicia’s entrance. Edduin laughed, and it was then that Alicia understood the situation.
It became clear that Alicia and John had previously owned a dog named Doblo, who had since passed away. The nursery, now Edduin’s room, had once served as Doblo’s play area, and they had neglected to close the dog door after his passing. The little stray had wandered in, engaging with Edduin and disrupting his sleep.
Moved by compassion for the forlorn animal, Alicia chose to adopt the dog, naming him Casper. The bond between the small dog and Edduin flourished, leading to a newfound companionship. Thanks to Casper, Edduin experienced greater happiness, improved sleep, and reduced crying. Alicia ensured they had moments of separation for rest, yet the joy their connection brought revitalized the household.
