CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

think my brain is making more room.”

I wrapped my arms around her.

“That sounds right.”

She looked up. “Can we use the room for a dog?”

I laughed through tears.

“We’ll discuss it.”

Three weeks later, we adopted a scruffy terrier mix from the shelter. Laya named him Thunder.

“Because,” she said, “thunder is loud, but it doesn’t steal anything.”

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