I Woke Up to My Six-Year-Old With a New Bruise — My Mother Said ‘We Fixed the Problem,’ So I Walked Out and the Courthouse Found the Final Section.

done—he still wanted to be loved by the people who should have loved him.

That’s what children do. They keep wanting it.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “But I know this. Missing someone doesn’t mean you’re safe with them.”

He thought about that.

“I’m safe with you,” he said.

I closed my eyes.

“I’m safe with you, too,” I said.

Because it was true.

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