Corinne took the six-year-old girl’s sleeping pillow and threw it into a dog bed hidden beneath the end of the table.
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Chapter 7
I removed Corinne from the estate for thirty days.
Not permanent yet.
Mabel needed space before I made decisions about marriage.
Corinne called it punishment.
It was separation.
Different.
Celestine took her boxes home.
Oliver apologized to Mabel even though he had done nothing.
She gave him a piece of birthday cake the next afternoon.
Children repair what adults complicate.
I watched from the doorway while they ate.
Oliver asked:
“Did you really sleep under the table?”
Mabel frowned.
“No. Daddy didn’t let me.”
May you like
Good.
That became the story she remembered.
