The next morning, Lily forgot all about Denise.
That’s the thing about children.
They can change someone’s entire life before breakfast… and then immediately ask for dinosaur-shaped pancakes like nothing extraordinary happened.
While I stood at the stove making coffee, Lily sat cross-legged on the floor coloring another picture with complete concentration, humming softly to herself.
“What are you drawing …
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