On Christmas

tracing circles on her plate.

“Mommy,” she said.

“Yes, baby?”

“Are Grandma and Grandpa going to jail?”

Daniel and I looked at each other.

“I don’t know yet,” I said carefully. “But they are going to have consequences.”

“Are they mad at me for telling?”

I turned fully toward her.

“No. Listen to me, Lily. What happened was not your fault. Telling the truth continue reading …