Polite Questions from the Kids
The kids sat at the table, glancing around with wide eyes, unsure of how to act. They asked polite questions like ‘Who is she, Mom?
‘ and ‘Is she going to stay?’ Their innocence was heartbreaking, but I managed to stay calm, answering them with as much normalcy as I could muster.
I chuckled inwardly, knowing how little they understood the adult mess unfolding around them, keeping my secret firmly tucked away.
