My Daughter Cut Into Her Gender Reveal Cake and Burst Into Tears—Then the Baker Pulled Me Aside and Showed Me Why

“I am not your messenger.”

That surprised him.

“You can apologize when she decides she wants to hear from you.”

She did not return to her house.

She came to Pinecrest.

Her old bedroom had become a sewing room years ago.

I made it usable again.

Hannah brought overnight clothes.

Toiletries.