Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

the soles of our shoes. Toby stood by the passenger door of our large SUV, his backpack hanging low on his shoulders. He did not reach for the chrome handle.

“My stomach feels tight, Mom,” he said, looking down at his sneakers.

“I know,” I said. “We have the evaluation after school on Tuesday, Toby. Your teacher just wants to see how continue reading …