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

list out from under the heavy toy box. The corner of the paper was slightly crumpled, but the pencil marks were still legible.

“Do you want to put this in your backpack, Toby?” I asked.

“I have three more words to write,” he said, his fingers tightening around the yellow pencil.

“We can finish them after dinner,” I said.

From upstairs, the sound of wooden continue reading …