of our childhood she had been more parent than sister.
I remembered what it looked like when a child became responsible because the adults around her couldn’t carry everything.
I remembered watching Dana solve problems she should never have been expected to solve.
Marcus was seven.
He had called 911.
He had been holding four younger siblings together for three weeks.
I didn’t understand yet what raising five traumatized children would actually require.
The state’s attorney was right about that.
But I understood what it cost a child to become
