Chapter 17 — Did I Do Something Bad

Rowan came out of his room holding his stuffed tiger.

“Was that Grandma and Grandpa?”

“Yes, sweetheart.”

“Are they mad about my steak?”

The question nearly took me apart.

I knelt down and pulled him in.

“None of this is about your food, Rowan.

It’s about Mom taking way too long to figure out that nobody gets to treat you like you don’t matter.”

“Did I do something bad?” he whispered into my shoulder.