Paula & Sadie — The Truth Her Father Tried to Hide
Raman said it was reasonable to resume activities according to her recovery plan and comfort, with the usual precautions and follow-up.
Sadie grinned so widely I nearly cried.
On the drive home she rolled down the window and let cool air rush into the car.
The trees were turning gold at their edges.
She had a new backpack, three close friends, and a list of books she wanted to read before winter.
“Mom,” she said, “do you think I’m weird for still getting scared when my stomach hurts?”
“Not at all.”