Linda and Paul Wesenberg were drowning in grief after losing their son, Ted. Linda barely left her bed, and Paul grew bitter, lashing out with blame. Their once-loving home was now filled with fights and sorrow, and their surviving son, Clark, felt invisible. Every night, he cried beneath his blanket, clutching his teddy bear, wishing for the warmth of his brother’s presence.

Clark missed the way things used to be—when his mom made breakfast, kissed him goodnight, and his dad smiled. Now, nobody paid him attention; their world revolved around mourning Ted. One night, overwhelmed by their shouting, Clark screamed at them to stop, then ran to the garden to gather dahlias and rushed to Ted’s grave. Sitting alone in the dark cemetery, he poured his heart out, begging his brother to come back.

While Clark wept beside the gravestone, a group of teens in dark robes approached, frightening him. Before anything could happen, an older man named Mr. Bowen, the graveyard caretaker, chased them off and took Clark into his nearby cottage. Over hot chocolate, Clark shared how unloved and unwanted he felt since Ted died. Mr. Bowen gently comforted him, explaining how even broken parents still love deeply.

Meanwhile, Linda and Paul realized Clark was missing and raced to the cemetery, terrified. They found him safe with Mr. Bowen and stood outside the window, listening as their son tearfully confessed his pain. Overcome with guilt and love, they rushed in, embracing him, vowing to change. From that night on, with Mr. Bowen’s help, the family slowly began to heal and remembered how to love what they still had.