The family courtroom in Columbus, Ohio, had gone so quiet that Claire Waverly could hear the soft hum of the lights above her head.
Judge Marsha Bennett folded her hands on the bench and spoke gently to the two small boys sitting in front of her.
“No one here is asking you to choose because we want to hurt anyone. We only need to understand where youfeel safe, loved, and heard.”
Claire’s stomach tightened.
Her twin sons, Noah and Miles, were nine years old. They should have been thinking about soccer practice, spelling tests, what kind of cake they wanted for their birthday in three weeks. Instead, they were sitting in a courtroom between two parents, with adults waiting for their answer like it continue reading …
