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

like disinfectant. Noah clung to my hand in the lobby.

“Is Dad in trouble?”

“No. Dad and I just have rules right now. Like when you have rules at school.”

When Noah saw Ethan in the playroom, his face lit up. “Daddy!” He launched into Ethan’s arms.

Ethan held him too tightly, eyes squeezed shut.

I stood behind the glass panel and watched, my chest aching continue reading …