The Account Under the Bed
And then, once in a great while, it turns out to be the load-bearing wall of everything.
You never know, when you are building that trust day by ordinary day, that you may be building the very thing that one afternoon will save you both.
You build it anyway.
That is the whole of the lesson, if there is one.
You build it anyway, and you hope you never need it, and you are grateful beyond words on the day you find that you do and it holds.
Chapter 26 — No Secrets, Just Family
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