At Christmas My Family Told Me To Stay Away But My Response Changed Everything

June grabs everything with the absolute commitment of a person who does not yet understand that some things are fragile. Its fur is matted on one side from being chewed. It smells faintly of milk and laundry detergent and the warm, particular scent of my daughter’s hands.

I pick it up and carry it to the crib and set it beside her, close enough that continue reading …