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

to the top bunk, his small feet gripping the square oak rungs I had mortised into the frame. He set the rabbit down on the pillow beside his sister’s head, smoothing the single ear with his thumb.

“She needs him to sleep,” Eli said.

“I know,” I said.

I stood in the doorway, my shoulder resting against the pine jamb. The wood was cold, but the air in the continue reading …