“Sarah brought Caleb on the show to talk to Janie.” “Caleb? My nephew Caleb?” I asked in disbelief, as if there were any other Calebs we knew. He nodded solemnly. Caleb and Janie had something in common—they’d both seen his mom’s dead face. The paramedics found him lying on top of her. The neighbors all the way at the end of the street heard him screaming. It was a sound they said they’d never forget.
