My Neighbor Knocked in the Rain and Told Me to Take My Granddaughter Across the Street—From His Window, I Watched My Own Son Enter My House

I looked down.

Rosalind already knew enough to be frightened.

One night she asked:

“Did Uncle Jason want my money?”

I hesitated.

“Why do you ask?”

“I heard Aunt Pamela say trust.”

Children hear everything.