Liam’s laughter echoing down the hall.
Ava and Liam still went to school as usual, but there was something different in their eyes when they looked at me. The hesitation was gone. In its place was warmth.
One afternoon, Ava came to me in the kitchen.
“Grandma,” she asked, “why do you and Dad talk so much now?”
“Because sometimes grown-ups have to relearn continue reading …