One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

to stand near the narrow window that faced the interior courtyard.

“I saw Daniel in the hall,” Beverly said.

“Did you sign those transport slips?” I asked.

She tapped the silver pen against her clipboard. The metal click was the only sound in the room for three long seconds.

“The county has rules for emergency placements, Carter,” she said. “When an applicant’s continue reading …