“Mom, you’re zoning out again,” Emily’s voice pulled me back to the kitchen, where chaos was the norm. Danny was chasing Leo around the table, and the twins were in a squabble over the last slice of toast.
“I’m fine, sweetheart,” I said, forcing a smile. The truth was, I wasn’t. Raising five kids alone since Mark passed away two years ago had been like living in a storm with no shelter.
I never expected my life to change the way it did that day.
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