better to meet it head-on.
I put both my hands on her cheeks and held her face. “We will figure it out.”
She held my wrists. “Mom.”
“We will.”
I did not tell her that I had no idea how. I did not tell her that when I went to bed that night I lay awake until three in the morning with a notebook on my chest, writing down every number I could reach and then continue reading …
