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

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Noah smiled. “That sounds important.”

“It is,” Laya said seriously. “Without flowers, bees get very sad.”

I laughed.

For a second, everything almost felt normal.

Then I saw Taryn watching my daughter.

Not smiling. Not really.

Her lips were curved, but her eyes were flat. Madison glanced at her mother, then back at Laya, and something sour moved across her continue reading …