What if they want to take her?
They had money. Lawyers. I had a leaking roof and a weak heart.
What if they want to take her?
Ellie came downstairs in her socks, hugging her stuffed rabbit.
“Who was at the door, Grandma?”
“They went to the wrong door.”
She slid a drawing across the table.
Four stick figures. Me, Ellie, and two stars above us.
“That’s Mommy and Daddy,” she said. “They’re watching.”
Me, Ellie, and two stars above us.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Grandma? Sometimes I wish our family was bigger.”
“Why, sweetheart?”
“All my friends have aunts and uncles and cousins. I love you, but sometimes it’s lonely with just the two of us.”
“I know, baby.” I pulled her closer. “I wish things were different, too.”
“Do you think I’ll ever have a big family?”
“I wish things were different, too.”
