When My Child Mentioned “Aunt Phoebe,” Everything Fell Apart

except the ground beneath it.

“I need to talk to you about something important,” I said gently.

His eyes widened. “Am I in trouble?”

“Never. But things are going to be different for a while. Mommy and Daddy are going to live in different houses. Sometimes grown-ups can’t live together anymore. But we both love you. That never changes.”

Noah’s face crumpled continue reading …