I Was 29 and Single When I Fought to Keep Five Siblings Together. The Judge Asked Why, and My Answer Changed Everything.
The next morning, I burned the first batch.
Eli called them dark pancakes.
Nora called them crunchy.
Sophie ate two of them without complaint.
Lucas watched me scrape the ruined batter into the trash.
‘Are you mad?’ he asked.
‘At pancakes?
A little.’