My Mother-in-Law Tried to Leave the Hospital With My Newborn Son—Then Her Messages Revealed What She Expected Me to Sign
I was learning that I could remain in the room without pretending everything in it had been repaired.
EPILOGUE — Strawberries in the Grass
On the twins’ second birthday, Daniel tied decorations to the fence while I brought the strawberries outside.
“That one’s backward,” I told him.
“It’s a birthday decoration.
It doesn’t have a backward.”
“The number two does.”
He looked at it, turned it around, and held out his hand for another length of string.