would have thought impossible.
Money made some things easier.
It never raised my children.
Love did that.
Consistency did that.
Showing up every morning did that.
As we prepared to leave, Parker looked at me.
“Mom, are these people our relatives?”
I paused.
Children deserved honesty, but they did not deserve to carry adult resentment.
“Technically, some of them are connected to you.”
Audrey frowned.
“That sounds complicated.”
I laughed.
“It is complicated.”
Miles zipped his coat.
“Are we meeting our father?”
The room became quiet.
I had never hidden
