cnu-At my fortieth birthday party, my sister swung a baseball bat into…

turn, every time Emma tried to inhale and whimpered. Derek drove with both hands locked on the wheel, jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth might crack.

I sat in the back with Emma’s head in my lap.

“Am I in trouble?” she whispered.

The words were barely sound.

“No, baby. No. You did nothing wrong.”

“Bike…”

“It’s fine.”

I did not know if it was fine. continue reading …