He traced his finger across the fresh ink.

“Okay.”

I had spent years believing that being dependable meant sending home enough money.

Now I was learning it also meant explaining a Friday afternoon to an eight-year-old in words he could believe.

PART 7

At Finn’s first session with Dr.

Amara Bell, a child therapist in Lafayette, he wouldn’t go into the room.

He hid behind my leg with the old phone pressed against his chest.