A Tin of Old Photographs Revealed Why a Best Friend Kept Helping

a sticky trail of juice on her chin. She giggled, pointing her rabbit’s ear toward Harold.

“Uncle Harold has the big kitchen,” Mia said, her voice high and clear. “Big kitchen.”

“It is your kitchen too, Mia, whenever you want to visit,” Harold said, his eyes softening as he looked down at her.

He turned back to the counter and picked continue reading …