We had her birthday today.
She’s seven now. By all rights, she should be starting school.
I’m teaching her everything I know. I bought a school workbook from the supply store.
Still, she’s going to start asking soon. She’ll want to know why she can’t go outside, why she can’t answer the door, and I won’t have good answers. What will she believe?
The night knocks are becoming more and more frequent. They wake me up, and I have to remind myself that they can’t come in if I don’t let them.
I’ve made sure of that.