I can’t remember Mommy doing it.”
A tear rolled down her cheek.
“When Claire hugs me…” She pressed both hands to her chest. “…I forget what Mommy’s hugs were supposed to feel like.”
Mom covered her mouth.
Ari looked at Claire.
“When people say she’s our new mommy now…” Her lip trembled. “…my real Mommy goes away forever.”
She began crying.
“In stories…” Ari sniffled. “…monsters make people disappear.”
Claire’s eyes filled immediately.
Not because she felt attacked.
Because she understood.
Every time Ari stepped away after a happy moment.
