A Nurse Mentioned the Woman Visiting My Dying Husband—Then She Came to My Door With a Letter About a Five-Year-Old Boy
That evening, Sadie asked whether we could have pancakes before Sunday.
“Why?”
“Because I like them today.”
It was a persuasive argument.
I made pancakes for supper, and she ate the middles first.
I thought of Leo and smiled before I could stop myself.
PART 8 — A Place at the Table
Our first meeting at my house was arranged with Leo’s caseworker and Denise.