Cornelius Comes to the Rescue

I wish he’d been there when my son needed him

From Author’s Personal Files

When I left Ex Number Two, I moved into a safe house — a nice group home where women of all ages are protected from the reasons that put them there. Most residents were young mothers with little children. At the time I lived there, I was the only grandmother. I instantly bonded with one girl and her adorable little boy, just two years…