My Granddaughter Was Left Behind While They Went on Vacation So I Showed Up the Next Day

Always were.”

She turned back toward the window, but not before I saw the tears rise. I drove the rest of the way with one hand on the wheel and the other resting where she could reach it.

In the months that followed, Skyla settled into my house in Decatur in the way that children settle when safety becomes predictable. She had her own room. Her drawings continue reading …