My Daughter Said “we Need A Break” Two Days Before Christmas

the social worker, present.

I peeked through the window in the door.

Josie was sitting at a little table, coloring. Mark knelt down beside her, not too close. He didn’t say much. He just asked her about her drawing.

It was a picture of Barnaby the rabbit.

He smiled, and in the curve of his grin, in the way his eyes crinkled at the corners, I saw my granddaughter.continue reading …