My Daughter Died Two Years Ago—So Why Was Her School Calling Me to Pick Her Up?

principal. “We should talk in private.”

“No.”

I stood up and took Grace’s hand. “We’re leaving.”

“You knew she was alive.”

Neil followed us into the hallway. “You can’t just take her.”

“Watch me.”

Students and teachers stared as we walked past, but I didn’t care.

Outside, I let Grace sit next to me. As I started driving, planning on taking my baby home, I continue reading …