When I came home from a trip, I discovered my three-year-old daughter trembling with her hair completely shaved off. My mother-in-law looked at her coldly and said, “That’s how children learn not to take what isn’t theirs.” – Welcome
I remembered reaching into her purse one summer for a piece of gum and finding a spare key to my house, still shiny around the edges. She had laughed and said, “Oh, Harley had one made for me, don’t be dramatic.”
That key had been sitting in my dresser ever since.
I had questioned Harley about it once. He had shrugged and behaved as continue reading …
