My 5-Year-Old Niece Whispered, “The Chair Hurts Me”—Then She Showed Me What She Had Hidden Underneath
“like a dentist’s office.”
There are shoes by the door.
Mail on the kitchen counter.
A purple hallway lamp we no longer need but never removed.
And if Chloe says:
Something hurts,
I listen.
That does not mean I automatically know why.