Sarah’s Peculiar Drawings
The next day, I noticed Sarah sitting unusually quiet at the kitchen table, fully absorbed in her sketchbook. “What are you working on, sweetheart?” I asked, keeping my tone casual. She didn’t look up, only gave a small shrug. When I leaned closer, the drawings startled me. They weren’t her usual cheerful sketches—these were odd, almost unsettling, filled with shapes and patterns I didn’t recognize. The sight stirred an unease in me that I couldn’t easily shake off.
Sarah’s Peculiar Drawings
Discussing Tyler’s Kids
That evening over dinner, Emily finally acknowledged my concern. “Maybe we should talk to Tyler about his boys,” she suggested. “Tell him to keep a closer eye on them.” I shook my head. “Do you really think he’ll take it seriously?” Our eyes met, and the silence between us said everything. Tyler’s carefree nature left little hope for change, yet perhaps bringing it up might at least relieve some of the tension that was weighing heavily on our family.
Discussing Tyler’s Kids
