the responsible one.
And I knew one other thing.
For two years, I had been living alone in a house that always felt as though I had built it for something without knowing what that something was.
Then I saw those five children sitting together on that bench.
And something clicked.
This was what the house was for.
I know how sentimental that sounds.
It was sentimental.
It was also true.
At the hearing, the state’s attorney spent twenty minutes explaining why approving me would be risky.
He was not
