At Christmas, My Parents Made My Adopted Daughter Wash Dishes. Then a Letter Revealed the Secret They Had Kept for Six Years.
That evening, I joined Chloe on the rug beside our Christmas tree.
She was arranging toy animals in a semicircle around her rabbit.
She placed a tiny ceramic elephant apart from the others.
“Why is he over there?” I asked.
“He’s new,” she said.
“They don’t know if he gets to stay.” I moved a wooden horse closer to the elephant.
“Sometimes the others have to learn to be kinder,” I said.
Chloe stared at me, then moved the rabbit beside the elephant.