"She Screamed At Me In Front Of The Whole Class, Calling Me A Pathological Liar Just Because I Said My Dad Was A Hero. She Demanded I Stand On My Desk And Apologize To Everyone For ""Making Up Fairy Tales"" To Get Attention. I Was Shaking, Tears Streaming Down My Face, Ready To Give Up... Until The Heavy Oak Door Creaked Open. The Silence That Hit The Room Wasn't Just Quiet—It Was Terrified. Because Standing There, In Full Dress Blues, Wasn't A Ghost. It Was The Man She Said Didn't Exist. And He