The Chair by the Window — The Night Nobody Helped Me
PART 24: The Day She Told the Story Herself
At five, Piper surprised me with a question while we sorted crayons at the kitchen table.
“Mommy, when I get big, will I remember the bad dinner?”
I set down the box.
“Maybe.
Memories can change as you grow.
Whatever you remember, you can ask me about it.”
She considered that.
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