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

Not at you.”

“Is Aunt Taryn in trouble because I cried?”

I pulled her into my arms.

“No. Aunt Taryn is in trouble because she did something wrong.”

Laya pressed her face into my shoulder.

“Did I steal Madison’s thunder?”

I went still.

“What?”

Her voice was tiny. “Aunt Taryn said I do that. Grandma said Madison gets sad because I’m too shiny.”

Too shiny.

I held continue reading …