One incident.

No available approved home able to take them all at once.

I read the notice three times.

It gave little detail about what had happened to their parents, only that the children had experienced a sudden family loss and needed immediate arrangements.

I sat on the workshop floor with my hands covered in sawdust, staring at the photograph of Lucas standing behind the little ones with his arms spread wide.

There was something in his expression I recognized before I could name it.