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

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“The wooden ones,” I said. “Just like the ones we packed in the blue bin.”

He picked up his yellow pencil again, twirling it once before tucking it into his pocket.

“Will we have a kitchen in the new house?” he asked.

“We will have a small kitchen with a pine table,” I said. “And we will eat our breakfast there every morning.”

I returned to the kitchen,continue reading …