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

to say her name.

Dr. Lowe did not push.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet in her office, which smelled faintly of peppermint tea and Play-Doh, and introduced herself to Mr. Brave instead.

“Well,” Dr. Lowe said seriously, “I’m very glad a dinosaur came today. Dinosaurs are excellent at noticing big feelings.”

Laya peeked around my knee.

“He’s not a dinosaur.continue reading …