Grandma picked me up from school today. I was excited to see her, but I noticed tears on her face. When I asked what was wrong she said it was nothing.

Mom’s kitten races towards me, exclaiming, “Hi Kitty!” I press against his legs. Grandma comes in after him, shutting and locking the door. But why isn’t Mom home?

I let James run up to his room and play. I sit down on the couch and just let myself cry silently. Marie is gone. My sweet baby girl. And James, poor James. How can I tell him?